A Collection of Poetry by J Harriet Amrhein Part 3 of 3
My Wheelchair Friend
It's been a long time for this close friend of mine...
To be pushed out with the birds and bees,
And to sit in the summer shade 'neath the trees.
What a wonderful thing to behold,
The smell of air while flowers unfold,
And to see many people dining outside
Under a clear sky with a silver lining.
The touch of a cool breeze helps make the day close with comfortable ease
It only took a little determination and caring from a friend who believes in charing
Who brings more lightness to the day,
Being brought among the treasures of God's way.
What a glorious thing...
A true pal can bring.
The Peace of Dawn
In the quiet peace of dawn,
The morning dew glistens on the lawn
As sunlight begins over the trees
We hear the pleasant song of birds and bees
If the weather is very fair,
We can smell the sweet scent of fresh air.
Now is the time to give thanks, ponder, and pray a bit,
To help us reach the worthwhile summit.
Multi-colored fallen leaves rustle,
While children hustle and bustle;
All perky and bright,
On "Trick or Treat" night.
Black cats scramble,
In a clear preamble.
Owls go ahooting.
Couples go out in a pair,
All of them elsewhere!
Pumpkins seem to stare
While big and little kids try out dares;
When getting candy or making scares.
The gnome comes out of his home,
And is now not completely alone,
Gossameers, Goblins, Gremlins & Ghosts
Now play as eerie hosts!
Bats hovering over houses and barns,
Will do little or no harm;
But simply do alarm!
Do witches on brooms fly.
Across a moonlit sky?...
After concocting a brew,
That is an odd kind of stew?
The best of this happy bright night,
Is when all treats are laid out in sight...
After seeing most of good friends,
Before this exciting evening ends!
Published in the Canton Journal on February 19, 1981
When you sneeze and cough,
Just before you stop...
Look around to see what you've got,
It may be the dust in your room...
Or rubbish thrown by a careless goon.
The time keeper you've bought...
No less than your own clock,
May seem to rapidly tick tock-
When car exhaust pipe pollution,
Is certainly not the solution,
Nor smoking which could send
you to an 'institution'...
With bronchitis, emphysema or cancer
Good cleanliness and concern is the answer!
Foul factory smoke...
Can almost make you choke
These are surely my pet peeves,
That stinks the air we breathe
Every little bit helps
When you take care of yourself!
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