There are times when you’re distracted
And
you even can forget
To
take care of business; maybe
It’s
not happened to you yet.
But
in time, it’s bound to happen
And
perhaps you’ll be dismayed
For
you’ll realize that a slip-up
Is
the price that you have paid.
Some
distractions may cause damage;
Others
only aggravate.
If
you’re lucky, you’ll recover
And
can set the matter straight.
A compromise is needed
When two people disagree
Or there will be a battle
Over programs on TV.
If one wants animation
And the other likes to learn
By watching documentaries,
Each has to have a turn.
So first we’re watching footage
Of some gorgeous spots in France,
Then we’ll tune to “Brave,” so that
The other has her chance.
Who’d think two kids could not agree?
It was a real surprise,
But happily, we found a way
With one small compromise.
Schools are closed for Veterans’ Day
So Henry, here at home,
Requested that he have a chance
To write my daily poem.
He commandeered my notebook
And began to neatly write,
Resulting in a poem so cool
It filled me with delight.
He typed it up and posted it
To send it on its way.
My grandson, 9 years old, must have
My rhyming DNA!
*Henry’s poem, “Veterans of the Ocean,”
can be found right before this one. The note at
the bottom was written by him as well.
Coast Guard guards the coast;
Beaches welcome their host.
Waves come,
Waves go,
Sand gets in your feet, oho!
Waves are high,
Waves are low,
How many veterans do you know?
This poem was written by my grandson, Henry.
For more than forty years, we’ve made
The
drive to visit friends,
A
trip that takes an hour,
Maybe
more or less, depends.
For
coffee dates or barbecues
Or
walks along the beach
Or
beer and burger meals, it was
An
easy place to reach.
We
traveled those same highways
For
the last time yesterday.
Our
friends have sold their house
To
move a thousand miles away.
Of
course, we are invited
To
their brand-new home, although
It’s
another chapter ended
With
not many more to go.
To the people of Georgia –
You
have one more chance
To
make your vote count
And
not looked at askance.
The
opponents, as different
As
two men can be,
Want
to serve in the Senate,
But
each nominee
Has
some assets and flaws
So
you have to decide
Who
will serve you the best
And
is most qualified.
There’s
a football star with no
Political
sense
Who
believes that his actions
Have
no consequence.
There
is also a pastor,
Well-spoken,
who fights
To
ensure his constituents
Have
equal rights.
Though
it seems a no-brainer,
The
voters are split
But
I urge all in Georgia
To
think and commit
To
the candidate who
Will
continue to strive
To
keep hope in our country
And
freedom alive.
Whatever issue’s got your goat,
Today’s
the day to hustle
To
where you get to cast your vote
And
flex your civic muscle.
Debates
are over, ads are done;
You’ve
come to a conclusion,
So
mark your ballot. Everyone
Is
under the illusion
That
who we want will likely win
But
half of us, in choosing,
Will
pick the one, to our chagrin,
Who’ll
end up badly losing.
Better,
though, to take a stand
And
have our choice recorded,
Since
some of us throughout the land
Will
have our hopes rewarded.
