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THE HILL

Long past midnight hours before dawn
I jumped from my bed and pulled my longjohns on
Peeking out the window, the snow has started to fall.
Slipping on my overalls, I raced quickly down the hall
Rushing to the closet, grasping my old wrap,
I throw it over my shoulder, give the button a snap.
Working all ten fingers, through the holes of much worn mitts,
I stick my feet into the boots that thankfully still fit.
Faster than is possible, I head straight for the door.
Behind me I am dragging a sled from years before.
The wind is loud and howling, snow is blowing all around.
Already what has fallen has covered the ground.
Tramping through the deepness, only my footprints to see,
I head straight for the meadow; the hill is waiting for me.
A few more steps, I reach my goal, as always in the past
I'll be the first to sled this hill, and I'll be the very last.
Breathing in the cool night air, I witness the year's first snow.
Perhaps this is my favorite spot, in all sights I know.
Holding tight in a world of silence, I shove off with my feet.
Wind is picking up my hair, snow hits against my teeth.
Traveling faster and faster, I struggle not to tip.
Stretching out my snow-damp legs, I lean from hip to hip.
What a big delight, this morn has given thee.
As all the years before have done, when it's just this hill and me.
Now I'll do my best to hurry, I can take another run.
The sun will soon be rising, the day will have begun.
But before that can happen, I must be back in bed.
For whatever would the children think,
.....If they knew Grandma used thier sled!
Betty J. Reed
from Chicken Soup for the Unsinkable Soul



You're...
My friend,
my companion,
through good times and bad
my friend,
my buddy,
through happy and sad,
beside me you stand,
beside me you walk,
you're there to listen,
you're there to talk,
with happiness,
with smiles,
with pain and tears,
I know you'll be there, throughout the years!

You are all good friends to me and I am grateful to you.



There's nothing the matter with me,
I'm just as healthy as can be,
I have arthritis in both knees,
And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.

My pulse is weak, my blood is thin,
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.
All my teeth have had to come out,
And my diet I hate to think about.

I'm overweight and I can't get thin,
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.
And arch supports I need for my feet.
Or I wouldn't be able to go out in the street

Sleep is denied me night after night,
But every morning I find I'm all right.
My memory's failing, my head's in a spin.
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

Old age is golden I've heard it said,
But sometimes I wonder, as I go to bed.
With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
And my glasses on a shelf, until I get up.
And when sleep dims my eyes, I say to myself,
Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?

The reason I know my Youth has been spent,
Is my get-up-and-go has far-up-and-went!
But really I don't mind, when I think with a grin,
Of all the places my get-up has been.

I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
Pick up the paper and read the obits.
If my name is missing, I'm therefore not dead,
So I eat a good breakfast and jump back into bed.

The moral of this as the tale unfolds,
Is that for you and me, who are growing old.
It is better to say "I'm fine" with a grin,
Than to let people know the shape we are in.



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