"Some Cool Poems"
"A POEM TO WHICH I CAN RELATE"
I remember the bologna of my childhood, And the bread that we cut with a knife,
When the children helped with the housework, And the men went to work not the wife.
The cheese never needed a fridge, And the bread was so crusty and hot,
The children were seldom unhappy. And the wife was content with her lot.
I remember the milk from the bottle, With the yummy cream on the top,
Our dinner came hot from the oven, And not from a freezer, or a shop.
The kids were a lot more contented, They didn't need money for kicks,
Just a game with their friends on the street, And sometimes the Saturday Flicks.
I remember the shop on the corner, Where cookies for pennies were sold.
Do you think I'm a bit too nostalgic? Or is it....I'm just getting old?
Bathing was done in a wash tub, With plenty of rich foamy suds.
But the ironing seemed never ending. As Mama pressed everyone's 'duds'.
I remember the slap on my backside, And the taste of soap if I swore.
Anorexia and diets weren't heard of. And we hadn't much choice what we wore.
Author, Unknown If you can remember those days…continue to enjoy your retirement & God Bless...
"IF MY BODY WAS A CAR"
This is just so funny - scary how true it is!!!
If my body was a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model. I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull...But that's not the worst of it.
My headlights are out of focus,And it's especially hard to see things up close.
My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.
My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins.
It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed. My fuel rate burns inefficiently.
But here's the worst of it.
Almost every time I sneeze, cough or sputter,
l don't know if my Radiator is leaking...or I'm Backfiring...
"Footprints in the Sand"
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints....
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints....
So I said to the Lord,‘You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?’....
The Lord replied,‘The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.’....
Author-Mary Stevenson....
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints....
So I said to the Lord,‘You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?’....
The Lord replied,‘The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.’....
Author-Mary Stevenson....