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Veterans Day By Taylor Weinman Representing the red white and blue The colors of our flag stand out proud and true. The white stars on blue background with red and white stripes Remind me of these veterans, who all risked their lives. Just so the people of the U.S. could all live in peace and be free These are the heroes that represent you and me. They stood up strongly, untied as one, And kept up the fighting until they were done. And although some have fallen, and lost their lives in war, We pray for each one of them. And now that their souls live on forever more, Above in God's hands. They watch over our nation, And give us strength to triumph over others with strong anticipation. So every year, when this day comes by, Think of all the veterans that while fighting, had to die. And remember that they were people With fire and passion embedded inside. They die for this country, So remember and honor them with pride !!! I Serviced With Pride.U.S.Army Nov.17,1972-Nov.15,1974....Bless Those Who Still Fight For Are Freedom.... |
"Dear Sweet Lady".
The Night We Met I
Felt So Good.The
Stars Were Gleaming
In The Heavens.The
Moon Shined So
Bright.I Never
Thought It Could Be.
That I Would Meet
Some One As You.In
The Night You Came
To Me.With A Whisper
And A Smile.A Spark
Of Flirtatin In
Your Thoughts.
Your Image Befor Me
So Beautiful And
Divine.So Warm And
Loveing.Could This
Be An Angel Sent To
Me.Mysteriously You
Appeared Unto Me,
And Touched My Heart
Now I Shall Never
Be The Same.Since
You Came To Me In
The Darkness Of The
Night.So Now I Long
To See You Once Again.
My Angel In The
Darkness Of The Night.
"SWEET BEAUTIFUL SEXY LADY".
In the quiet stillness of early morning
When everyone has all gone to bed
a quiet ringing goes through my ears
and through my head
I listen with my heart
and strain to feel your spirit
in my dim surroundings
I close my eyes and hear it
It doesn't diminish the sense of longing
or the sense of sadness
or the feeling of not belonging
or the silent madness
But I feel you calling
an uspoken invitation
I wish that it were true
and more than my imagination
I wish I could feel near
the softness of your touch
and the gentleness of your hand
and the beauty of your blush
But in the early morning hours
I close my eyes and feel
and strain and imagine
that you are real
and in this lost moment
When my thoughts tend to wander
its you I long for
and you I ponder.
"HAPPY HALLOWEEN"......
"THE HELL BOUND TRAIN "........
A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,
Having drunk so much he could drink no more;
So he fell asleep with a troubled brain
To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train.
The engine with murderous blood was damp
And was brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp;
An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones,
While the furnace rang with a thousand groans.
The boiler was filled with lager beer
And the devil himself was the engineer;
The passengers were a most motley crew-
Church member, atheist, Gentile, and Jew,
Rich men in broad cloth, beggars in rags,
Handsome young ladies, and withered old hags,
Yellow and black men, red, brown, and white,
All chained together-O God, what a sight!
While the train rushed on at an awful pace-
The sulphurous fumes scorched their hands and face;
Wider and wider the country grew,
As faster and faster the engine flew.
Louder and louder the thunder crashed
And brighter and brighter the lightning flashed;
Hotter and hotter the air became
Till the clothes were burned from each quivering frame.
And out of the distance there arose a yell,
"Ha, ha," said the devil, "we're nearing hell"
Then oh, how the passengers all shrieked with pain
And begged the devil to stop the train.
But he capered about and danced for glee,
And laughed and joked at their misery.
"My faithful friends, you have done the work
And the devil never can a payday shirk.
"You've bullied the weak, you've robbed the poor,
The starving brother you've turned from the door;
You've laid up gold where the canker rust,
And have given free vent to your beastly lust.
"You've justice scorned, and corruption sown,
And trampled the laws of nature down.
You have drunk, rioted, cheated, plundered, and lied,
And mocked at God in your hell-born pride.
"You have paid full fare, so I'll carry you through,
For it's only right you should have your due.
Why, the laborer always expects his hire,
So I'll land you safe in the lake of fire,
"Where your flesh will waste in the flames that roar,
And my imps torment you forevermore."
Then the cowboy awoke with an anguished cry,
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high.
Then he prayed as he never had prayed till that hour
To be saved from his sin and the demon's power;
And his prayers and his vows were not in vain,
For he never rode the hell-bound train.Now
he's an Earth Bound Angel,Just Like You!!!!!