Friday, September 30, 2011

Chocolate Covered

I love chocolate covered almonds,
Chocolate raisins, too.
Many foods improve in taste
When chocolate’s in the chew.

Chocolate icing on a cake
Just takes it up a notch.
Adding chocolate when you bake
Means recipes won’t botch.

Still, I guess there is a limit
To this chocolate dance.
I think I would refuse to eat
Some chocolate covered ants!

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Apples and Honey

Once a year it’s time to dip
Some apples into honey.
If you know the reason why,
You’re Jewish – I’d bet money.

For at Rosh Hashanah,
As the New Year does begin,
We celebrate by licking honey
Off an apple’s skin.

It symbolizes sweetness,
Which we hope the coming year
Will provide for us and for, as well,
The ones that we hold dear.

So select a crisp fresh apple slice
And go ahead and dip,
But as you enjoy its sweetness,
Just be careful you don’t drip!

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Wheels

Babies get around on wheels;
From strollers, we can hear their squeals.
Tricycles help toddlers get
To where their legs won’t take them yet.

Wheels on buses, rolling ‘round
Propel our travels off the ground.
Bicycles supply the means
For people who lack limousines.

Kids on skates roll through the parks;
Skateboards also leave their marks.
Taxis, airplanes, even trains
All have wheels for their terrains.

We don’t dwell too much on wheels.
Still, I wonder how it feels
For those whose wheelchairs do provide
The only way to get outside.

I guess we all pay much more heed
To things in life we really need.
Yet somehow, all of us rely
On tires and wheels to get us by.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

City Bear

Saw a bear cub on the street
But it was just a toy,
Likely fallen from the grasp
Of someone’s girl or boy.

I looked around for strollers
But I didn’t spot a one.
Possibly some toddler’s tantrum
May have just begun.

Two other people saw the bear
And one bent to retrieve it.
I’m glad he did – it would have been
Quite wrong to simply leave it.

He put it on a light pole box
Where it was plainly seen,
And if the owner found it there,
It would be safe and clean.

I passed that corner later on;
The toy was not in sight.
I really hope that someone helped
That bear and child unite.

Monday, September 26, 2011

A Very Fine Line

There’s a very fine line between drink & drunk,
Pink & punk, fink & funk.
When you’re crossing the line you may lose your spunk,
‘Cause it’s really a very fine line.

There’s a very fine line between wrong & right,
Bark & bite, fight & flight.
When you’re crossing the line you might be uptight,
‘Cause it’s really a very fine line.

There’s a very fine line between yes & no,
Stop & go, fast & slow.
When you’re crossing the line, you may not quite know
That it is such a very fine line.

A decision is made when we cross that line.
It may be unconscious or by design;
But the blame or the credit is yours or mine,
When we step past that very fine line.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Football Bumps

Football season’s started, but
I really do not care.
The games bump other shows I like
From being on the air.

I love to watch the Yankees
And pro tennis keeps me glued;
But football is one sport for which
I’m never in the mood.

The ball is tossed or kicked and caught,
The players run five feet;
And then they form a human pile
To make the play complete.

This action then repeats itself
With very little change.
To someone watching from the sides,
It seems a little strange.

Yet millions follow, root and cheer,
So loyal to their teams
That football games take center stage
And show up in their dreams.

To me, I’m just annoyed when games
Make other shows start late.
Is isn’t fair for us non-football fans
Who have to wait.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Rain Date

Life goes on, despite the rain,
Though bad weather is a pain.
Outdoor venues lose the crowd,
But cancellation’s not allowed.

Many people do not show;
Raindrops change a “yes” to “no.”
Often no remorse is felt –
After all, they may just melt!

Braver folks gear up and leave,
Water soaking shoe and sleeve.
Still, they get to where they should –
Bedraggled, yes, but feeling good.