Saturday, December 25, 2010

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Recipe for Christmas All Year Long


Take a heap of child-like wonder
That opens up our eyes
To the unexpected gifts in life—
Each day a sweet surprise.


Mix in fond appreciation
For the people whom we know;
Like festive Christmas candles,
Each one has a special glow.


Add some giggles and some laughter,
A dash of Christmas food,
(Amazing how a piece of pie
Improves our attitude!)


Stir it all with human kindness;
Wrap it up in love and peace,
Decorate with optimism, and
Our joy will never cease.


If we use this healthy recipe,
We know we will remember
To be in the Christmas spirit,
Even when it's not December.
Merry Chrismas to all my friends and happy new year

Sunday, December 5, 2010

It's christmas again!!!






It's Christmas Time
Again

Put your problems on probation
Run your troubles off the track,
Throw your worries out the window
Get the monkeys off your back.
Silence all your inner critics
With your conscience make amends,
And allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Call a truce with those who bother you
Let all the fighting cease,
Give your differences a breather
And declare a time of peace,
Don't let angry feelings taint
The precious time you have to spend,
And allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Like some cool refreshing water
Or a gentle summer breeze,
Like a fresh bouquet of flowers
Or the smell of autumn leaves,
It's a banquet for the spirit
Filled with family, food and friends,
So allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABBY


We have been together in other lives -
the cat and I.

Today he jumps up
and heavies himself onto my lap.
gazes at me with knowing eyes,
then settles to dream...

My mind drifts...
In Salem, winter is as bleak as our lives.
The weight of ice cracks strong trees.
His jet fur is glossy against snow,
eyes green as peridots.
I sew to earn enough to feed us
and we bother no one.
Our only offense is seeing
what others cannot see.
We are hunted in the wretched cold
but want no fire
to warm us to death...

In sleepy heat of the Pharoh's Egypt
he and I walk by the Nile
where I have been sent for water.
We cool our feet where papyrus grows
and lilies bloom as blue as his eyes.
My eyes are rimmed with kohl
to look like his -
his fur is dusky as my skin.
He catches rats in our fields of grain
and is sacred to my people.
A warm breeze envelops us
together forever...

He awakes, stretches
urgently cleans a hind paw -
and deep in his tongue-washed fur
I smell hot stones of Cheops.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Hannah is styling






Little Girls
Little girls are made of daisies and butterflies and soft kitty cat purrs
And all the precious memories of times that once were.

Little girls are made of angel's wings and giggles and a firefly's glow
And all the happy feelings, deep inside, that we all know.

Little girls are made of cinnamon and bubbles and fancy white pearls
And snowflakes and rainbows and ballerina twirls.

Little girls are made of sunshine and cupcakes and fresh morning dew,
And these are the reasons, little one, why everyone loves you.
Hannah came up with a new hair style and Mommy fixed her hair