GRANDMA'S GOULASH
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ENGROSSED
You look so lovely, darling; I love that windswept look!
Let me take another one to stick in my memory book!
Now say 'Cheese!'. That's gorgeous. I'm a sucker for your smile.
So sweet! So warm! So simpering! Oh how you do beguile!
Don't worry about waves, dear; they're still a long way out.
Oh bother! Here's a big one........................
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PATIENCE STRONG
I looked out of the window and I thought of Patience Strong,
As I gazed up at the sunny-cloudy sky.
Yes, I thought of Patience Strong and the verses that she wrote
In the dim and distant days of time gone by.
She wrote her little verses to inspire and give some hope
To readers needing solace at that time,
And she wrote her little homilies in her own simplistic way
And she wrote them all in easy-flowing rhyme.
And the morning's stormy sky seemed to call for Patience Strong
To weave her old-time magic once again,
To say something based on the dark of clouds and the bright light of the sun
And the finite nature of a shower of rain.
And so I thought 'Why don't I try a little Patience Strong;
And write a poem based on clouds above?'
So here it is, my homily to cheer your wretched lives
And fill them with the poetry of love.
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The day has dawned and it is time to rise up from your bed!
Look up and see the sun and clouds that mingle overhead.
Remember every day must bring some grey, some ebb and flow.
Your clouds may speak of gentle rain or of icy winds that blow.
But the sun is always shining, even though it can't be seen;
And if you watch intently, there are sunbeams in between.
The clouds are transient, you know, and they will fade away,
But the sun is always there for you, however dark your day.
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PATIENCE STRONG
I looked out of the window and I thought of Patience Strong,
As I gazed up at the sunny-cloudy sky.
Yes, I thought of Patience Strong and the verses that she wrote
In the dim and distant days of time gone by.
She wrote her little verses to inspire and give some hope
To readers needing solace at that time,
And she wrote her little homilies in her own simplistic way
And she wrote them all in easy-flowing rhyme.
And the morning's stormy sky seemed to call for Patience Strong
To weave her old-time magic once again,
To say something based on the dark of clouds and the bright light of the sun
And the finite nature of a shower of rain.
And so I thought 'Why don't I try a little Patience Strong;
And write a poem based on clouds above?'
So here it is, my homily to cheer your wretched lives
And fill them with the poetry of love.
*
The day has dawned and it is time to rise up from your bed!
Look up and see the sun and clouds that mingle overhead.
Remember every day must bring some grey, some ebb and flow.
Your clouds may speak of gentle rain or of icy winds that blow.
But the sun is always shining, even though it can't be seen;
And if you watch intently, there are sunbeams in between.
The clouds are transient, you know, and they will fade away,
But the sun is always there for you, however dark your day.
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