Friday, May 12, 2017

House-warming & Poem & Thoughts & Day 164 CJSM

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Happy Home!
(a House warming!-limerick May 13, 2017)
 
 
Welcome home!
 
 
Warm-comfort Love displays a cherished glowing exemplar-delight
Matches perfect pair’s perspicacious-personality future-in-sight
Superstar Z. Tyler & beautiful Nurse Jen---or…is she a “doc”?
Couple cute-as-a-button with Biscuit-eater and a fabulous clock
What’s next? In Nirvana? Bapa’s thought: “Wish I may! Wish I might!”*
 
*(Hint: “Grandma” Caty & “Grandpa” Graig! Just a thought! Just a vacant thought!)
 
 
Wishing you all the very best---you Rock!
With Love!-eternal! Nanny & Bapa
 
 
 
Plus:
 
 
 
 


Valley-low! Summit-high!
 
 
Yonder in verdant valley-village deep
Sunlight comfort-warms people keep
 
Neat-lined cobblestones define tidy roads
Nifty shops run by myriad proprietor-modes
 
Old man reposed on the bench before yonder Bakery
Contemplates the river-flow, enjoying fine his cakery
 
Mrs. Nugent with egg basket on her arm approaches
Busy with a tasty treat the man ignores, offers reproaches
 
“’Mornig! Mr. Tibbles!” Chirps flirtatious Ole lady Gertrude
Nodding, he chews his cake; not today any web-like interlude
 
But, far across the cobble- lane, meandering past the Le Grande Hotel
Caught in the twinkle of his eye, lithe-slender beauty, Rosie O’Dell
 
A smile betrayed his non-chalance; the cake tasted just better
A sassy-lassie sun-auburn hair; wondered if her might get ’er
 
Babbled on the crystal-water of the river as he eyed yon beauty
A warming sun, soft, sweet cake; enjoy pleasant-view, his duty
 
“Broken-hearted” egg-lady “Humph”-ed a tossed-head so derisive
 Leaning out to see around her thus improved his perspective-incisive
 
An eagle screeched its call from high upon yon pinnacle-reach
Looked down upon the white-stone buildings’ gleaming-bleach
 
Spying the oldster striding spry gliding ’ore granite-cobblestones
Intercept his mark of auburn-glow to smile Love-greetings attone
 
The eagle wise of his friend’s routine was sure to meet him later
The old man’s style “Cool”; surely, this time, he would date ’er
 
On yonder mountain summit lovers dreamed in sunset-bliss
To view yon eagle from above? ’Tis to share a passion-kiss!
 
And---I’ve viewed the eagle-wild high above…and, tasted sweet of Love!
 
Amen!



Plus:





Christian Generosity:

 

 

Ole gospel-king amusing-sense strolled cadenced-bop entertaining

a tune within his head approached a matron lady-type eyeing a

blue chariot-Cadillac among the herd on display with a wistful

smile of concerned demeanor that she might only dream to drive/

 

“What color do you like?” Queried that famous melodious voice.

Vacant to reality, “Blue!” She hush-whispered an empty wish.

“It’s yours!” Announced the charity of true Christian-generosity!

 

And---Elvis gave her that car…I gave away a few, too! But, I can’t sing!

 


Plus:







Day 164

 

 

Nanny playing “Pizza Party” with the grandkids

 

 

We played a lot of board games with the kids and grandchildren; mostly, Nanny.

 Seems the kids always won those contests; Lexi won every chess game we ever played.

 When Z, Tyler was a sprout and we lived in Oregon, Nanny pitched to him with a plastic ball and he could hit it pretty good with a little plastic bat; the neighbor lady enjoyed watching them.

 The “fun” , like life, was in the playing, not, so much, in the winning. Success was doing it!

 We have an antique pie safe filled with games and cards and such; always a fun event.

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Can I play?” Memories!
 

 


 


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