Snow Was Falling

 

Snow Was Falling

© by Bud Lemire on Dec 30, 2020

Snow was falling, in the city

Many thought, it looked pretty

One young woman thought a Snow Angel would be nice

Others knew that following, would be ice

Watch the elderly, so they won't slip

They could easily, break their hip

Ice Skaters love it, and love to skate

Shanty town hoped, they had the right bait

Let's make a snowman, big and tall

And a snow fort, with a big wall

Let's make some tunnels, in the snow

I'm King Of The Hill, and you must go

Memories of going down the hill at the park

Watch that tree, or you'll leave a mark

Those were the days that we recall

As we watch and see all the snow fall

A snowball almost hit me in the face

Good thing I ducked into another place

Oh yes, the days of the snowfall are so pretty

As they fell quietly and peacefully, upon the City

I wrote this as the snow fell. Living in a place

where it snows during the Winter months, can

be enjoyable, but it also comes with more work.

But when you have grown up in such a place.

You come to accept it and enjoy the beauty and

the fun of having it snow. Of course you also

have so many great memories.

The After Effects Of Covid

 

The After Effects Of Covid

© Dec 28, 2020 by Bud Lemire

Nobody knows about Covid, until it hits you

You learn about the things, that you never knew

After it's over, and you're feeling better each day

The Covid After-Effects has changed you, in many a way

For many, a Panic Attack will happen, at any time

It's like you have lost, control of your mind

Enclosed places, and you are ready to explode

No matter how you try, you can't get in the relaxed mode

For those who survived the Ventilator, even more problems arise

There are Flashbacks to those days, and hearing death cries

Just like returning from a serious war, and you're taken back

They flash in your mind, it's a frightening attack

There are Nightmares that come, and nothing you can do

Just let them happen, and be glad when they're through

You sleep on the couch, can't sleep on the bed

Between Flashbacks and Nightmares, too much to dread

Hot flashes come and go, throughout the day

You keep wishing for normal, and that you'll be okay

To have these After-Effects, is a common thing

They are some of the consequences, Covid will bring

The normal things you could do before, sometimes become

the activities that set off Panic Attacks. All because Covid

went through your system and changed you in that way.

If you experienced the Ventilator, there are Flashbacks,

and Nightmares added to Panic Attacks. Imagine being

in an enclosed area, like a room, a car, in bed tangled up

in blankets, and all of a sudden you have a panic attack.

The fear is so overwhelming, there is no reasoning with it.

The calm you had before Covid, has now turned to fear.

Lovers In The Mist

Lovers In The Mist

One morning mist, two lovers kissed, oh what they faced, the two embraced. One was off to war, not sure what it was for. The other to be a Nurse, which one was worse. They said goodbye, and then started to cry. The tears they fell, and then came the bell. It was time to leave, their time was done. Time for him, to hold a gun. No more thrills, she passed out pills. One day in the future, five years yet to be. The war would end, he'd be set free. Was it too late for his true Love, he had to know. She wasn't to be found, where did she go? He looked for her all over the place, that beautiful woman with an Angel's face. He was losing hope, finding it hard to cope. When all of a sudden it started to rain, you may think this to be insane. She walked his way, holding umbrella in hand, and together they stood, he didn't understand. I could sense you coming, she said, and I know for sure you weren't dead. I could have married, but it wasn't right. I needed you, for you're my light. The rain turned to mist, and two lovers kissed. - a little poem that came to my mind

Dec 26, 2020 © by Bud Lemire

A New Year

 

A New Year

© by Bud Lemire on Dec 16, 2020

A New Year will start, but what will become

Of the people who listened, and those who were dumb

A vaccine on the way, what will it do?

Hopefully it will help, to start things anew

A new President will lead us, which will be great

There's hope for a future, we can truly appreciate

A New Year will start, we can make it our own

It can only get better, than the one we have known

For me, the best days are on the Island I love

Taking pictures of nature, and the clouds up above

So peaceful out there, and healing as well

Crossing the bridge, is like being under a spell

I wish for good health, I'll watch what I eat

I'll occasionally divulge, into something that's sweet

I'll exercise as much as I can, every day

I'll be thankful I can breathe, I'll be okay

As the New Year's bells ring, I'll remember this word

The New Year of “Peace,” like the well known white bird

I'll fly into the New Year, wearing a smile

Each moment I capture, I'll put in a file

I'm wishing everyone a Happy New Year. As we leave 2020

behind, there is hope for 2021 in many ways. A vaccine

for Covid, a New President and Vice President, whom I

think will do a great job. It won't be easy. I'll try my

best to live even healthier than before. I'll appreciate

each day I am alive and enjoy it as much as I can.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

A Covid Christmas

 

A Covid Christmas

© by Bud Lemire on Dec 2, 2020

It was Christmas time, a festive holiday for all

One young girl would face her losses, and have to stand tall

You see, this year, her Mom had Covid, which made her die

“Her health wasn't good at all,” Paula started to cry

She knew that Christmas in her heart, wouldn't be the same this year

Life forever changed, without the Motherly guidance of one she held so dear

Her Dad left long ago, not sure where he went

Christmas with her Grandparents, is how it would be spent

It looks like her Grandparents, have a new Angel on the top of their tree

She was staring at it, wondering, “Is that Angel looking right at me?”

The Angel seemed to move, and suddenly appeared nearby

Glowing so brightly, looking so much like Mom, made her cry

“Hi Paula, it is me, Mom, I had to come and say”

“I'm doing so much better, since the virus took me away”

“I know you miss me, so it's why I came to you”

“I'll be your Angel, always watching all you do”

Paula felt a strong tingle, as the Angel touched her soul

The Angel returned to the tree top, after making Paula whole

She knew from that moment on, wherever she would go

Her Mom in spirit, would be watching over her soul

Paula spent each Christmas at her Grandparents house. To see

the Angel on the tree top. When her Grandparents passed, she

got to keep the Angel for herself and put it up on her own tree.

Paula knows it's not the same without her Mom. Yet she also

knows her Mom isn't far away.

On The Ventilator

 

On The Ventilator

© by Bud Lemire on Dec 3, 2020

I tried my best not to get it, it would be fatal for me

Yet somehow it found me, now I'm caught in anxiety

That damn virus, breathing for me was hard

I tell you I did everything, I kept up my guard

Because of my health, it would be a trip through Hell

Here I am, on a ventilator, not doing very well

A tube down my throat, to help me breathe each day

Drugged up to help me sleep and heal, is the only way

Panic attacks come on, and I'm scared of where my future lies

In a room packed with so many, where the Covid patient dies

I wish they would take this tube out, but the time is not yet here

So when I am awake, I live each moment in fear

It's early December 2020, and I'm scared and alone

I just want to get better, and spend Christmas in my home

I know that healing takes time, especially for me and what I got

I tried so hard to avoid this Covid, but it's exactly what I caught

When I am awake, I text and reach out to my friends

I need to see their replies, in case my life ends

I'll grasp at anybody, I just hate being alone

I just want to spend my Christmas, in my home

I know someone very dear to me on the ventilator. It is

something I would not wish on anyone. It's to help them

breathe. The fear they must be going through, is so very

dark. Panic attacks, and so many thoughts of what could

happen. In a large room with others who have Covid. And

seeing them die all around in the same room. Wondering

and thinking “will I be next?” What keeps my friend going,

is the hope that it will get better, and will be able to spend

Christmas at home.

This Year

 

This Year

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 30, 2020

In my life, I think back on all the years

This year, has brought on most of the tears

The fear of what was yet to be

Being safe, was the greatest key

Yet, if you let your guard up, once or twice

The Virus would get you, which wasn't very nice

As humans, we're taught what it means to be together

This year, keeping the distance, we found new ways we could treasure

Value ourselves, and the time we are alone

Think of the many people, that we have known

I'll take a picture, or maybe write a poem

As I sit looking out my window, safely in my home

I've always been alone, as far as I can see

I've come to love my company, as I spend time with me

I have friends and family, who call me on the phone

So physically I may be, but I'm truly never alone

As this year comes to an end, thoughts bring on a smile

I think of what we've been through, and for quite awhile

Even though the virus, has brought on so much fear

I'm so happy that I made it through, This Year

With Covid this year. So many of us feared it, while

others ignored it. We had to social distance ourselves

from others. It made it harder on those who had to stay

away from those we love. And then to see some of them

pass. For me, it was more alone time. In this world, I have

always been alone physically. In my mind, I have been with

many (the phone, skype, etc). As we travel through the last

month of this Covid year. Remember, you are never truly alone.

I'm Everywhere

 

I'm Everywhere

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 18, 2020

You can not see me, but I'm everywhere

I'm on items that were touched, as well as in the air

Someone may have touched something, and you didn't know

Then before you know it, Covid symptoms start to show

I laugh at those who refuse to wear a mask

I always wore a mask, it was my greatest task

I washed my hands all the time, what else can I say

Somehow it caught me, and had to make my day

Yes, you got it, I just want to be a part of everything

So I jump right in for experience, it can really sting

I hoped it was the Flu

It turned out to be untrue

I called up Zak, he's got it too

Zak said, he might have caught it from Sue

I called up my good friend Morey

He's got it now, he said damn that Corey

Oh heck, I'll just sit here with some Peppermint Tea

Surviving comes natural to someone like me

What's that on my books, and in the air?

“I'm COVID, and you'll find me EVERYWHERE”

In a time when the rise in Covid is getting higher,

it is harder to avoid getting it. Don't let your

stubbornness be your downfall.

Be smarter than that.

Become Anew

 

Become Anew

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 7, 2020

The ones who have walked before

Who have gone through Heaven's door

For the ones that are yet to be

Who will one day become Heavenly

Just as every day comes to an end

So does life as we know it, my friend

Yet the journey is far from done

The soul adventure carries on for everyone

In the spirit world, no one is dead

We leave the Earthly plane, our bodies are shed

No longer any limitations, our souls are free

Not confined to one place, but to be all that we can be

A universe of souls, all in harmony

Carrying on, more than you can see

Nothing is the same, as you know it in your mind

Beyond the human things, is what you will find

You'll leave behind, all the Earthly things

Listen very closely, the Angel sings

Heaven can wait a lifetime for you

Step through Heaven's doorway, and become anew

Those who have passed before us, aren't really gone.

They're in Heaven, and you will see them when it's

your turn to pass over into the Spirit World. It may

seem like a long wait, but it really isn't. They want

you to go on enjoying life until you cross over.

Make every day count. Enjoy it to the fullest.

Chaos 2020

 

Chaos 2020

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 26, 2020

A Mother cried

Her son had died

A virus spread

It claimed the dead

A man screamed “Wear The mask!”

Was it really, too much to ask

“Oh it's just a political scam”

Did anyone really give a damn

“They can't make us do, what we don't want to do!”

As more people passed away, and it wasn't the Flu

He pulled down his mask to say

“That's not how you do it Mr. Wrongway”

As the rise in the virus rose

Masks covered the mouth and nose

Yet still, there were those with a bare face

Whose fingers were touching, all over the place

“Don't breathe on me, without a mask on, please!”

“You're standing too close, six feet away with your knees”

Keeping your distance, and the mask on your face

Protects you, and the whole human race

Follow the health rules, and you'll be okay

You'll be at risk, if you're Mr. Wrongway

The chaos spread, and there was more of the stuff

All over the world, people cried “Enough Is Enough”

Individuals have their own thoughts on what is really

happening in this world during the Covid pandemic.

I want to believe it was a political hoax, yet I know

it isn't. I am wise enough to wear the mask. When I

see people not wearing it, I think, where are their minds?

Would the Governor request things, if it wasn't for our own

good? I think not, she seems like a smart lady. Wise up people!

Your Friend

 

Your Friend

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 6, 2020

Whether I am a Republican or Democrat, try to comprehend

Politics shouldn't play any role, I should always be your friend

Not everyone, will think the same as you

You may think you're right, but you are just untrue

“If you don't believe as I do, please leave my page”

Those words shouldn't come, you need to act your age

A wise person knows wisdom, but also knows his heart

And won't let stupidity, tear a friendship apart

Words that are released, can never be taken back

So use extreme caution, with the way you act

Everyone has a choice, on everything they choose

Rudeness is a category, that only brings bad news

I have many friends, not every one thinks exactly as I do

Freedom of choosing what they want, makes friendship stick like glue

Being different, is what makes each of us unique

From the clothes we wear, to the way we speak

I can be true, and still be a friend

Accept my choices, so our friendship won't end

Let our friendship, stand straight and never bend

Life is too short, so let me always be Your Friend

With the politics and people getting too far out

of hand, and with hearing about someone who

actually told someone else to stay away from them

if they voted for someone other than who they

voted for. It doesn't get any more stupid than that.

When you've had a friend for years, and find out

they voted for the opposite party than you did.

It's their choice, and they should remain a friend.

Freedom of choice. Nothing like that should

ever come between good friends.

This World Today

 

This World Today

© by Bud Lemire on Sept 27, 2020

Just when you think it's safe, the numbers start rising

Seeing people without masks, it's not too surprising

Many are keeping their distance, at least they try

In hopes that this virus, will pass them by

Yet, sometimes the virus will get to those who try their best

There are even times, when the virus fools the test

I guess the best way, is to catch it at the very start

If you don't feel normal, to the Hospital you must dart

As this world keeps on turning

There's so much we're still learning

For many, there's still hope

For many, they're too weak to cope

In this world today, we've discovered each day to be a blessing

Alive and breathing, life surely is the greatest lesson

What will you do with the time, while you live

For me, it's always rewarding to share, so I give

I share with others, what I do best

I'm always thankful, to have been blessed

I've been taking life, day by day

To me, that is truly, the human way

This world today is so much different than the world last year.

Ever since the Covid spread to our part of the world, we

have to take so many safety measures. Some of you may

not believe it to be a big threat. Not until you, or someone

close to you gets it, and sometimes dies. Wear the mask,

wear the gloves, take your temperature daily, and be sure

to know your body and how it feels. If it feels off the normal

get checked out before it's too late. Be safe, instead of sorry.

The Year Of The Passing

                            

The Year Of The Passing

© by Bud Lemire on Sept 20, 2020

It's the year of the passing, people are passing away

But I ask “Why did it have to be today?”

Couldn't they have stayed a little longer

Tears fall, why can't I be stronger

Did someone forget to close the Gate

And this turned out to be their fate

I'm not sure why they had to go

Missing them is what I do know

I guess their journey brought them there

Exit to Heaven, spirits take flight in thin air

Angels dance in celebration, they have returned

Home again, I wonder what they had learned

“People didn't treat me like I was in a wheelchair”

“In fact, everyone liked me, and seemed unaware”

He took off his hat, and started to dance around

“I'm so grateful to be able to feel my feet on the ground”

“For me, I shared my imagination in the greatest love story ever told”

“In books, the words touched both the young and the old”

He put down his sword, and with a white Wizards robe, he smiled

“The adventure into Fantasy, can be found in every child”

“I touched many, by giving them confidence to always try”

“Keep reaching for your goal, and you shall surely fly”

“I was a coach in Texas, but I am happy to be here”

The Angels smiled, and gave him a heartwarming cheer

“I was a model, it wasn't the easiest thing to do”

“Music, especially the Beatles, helped me to get through”

“I had great friends and family, but my heart grew weak”

The Angels sang for this special soul, who was so very unique

In the year of the passing, many wonderful people left Earth

To share in their knowledge, and take part in their rebirth

For my family and friends who have brought their souls

to the Heavenly place. May your journey continue and be a

good one. Sending love to you from Earth.

My Photo Book

 

My Photo Book

© by Bud Lemire on Sept 14, 2020

Photo Memories, are captured through the years

Old ones, funny ones, and the ones through our tears

The years seem to pass so quick

Someone in the family has gotten sick

Yet in the photo, they look so well

Who would have known, Heaven would ring its bell

Cherish the memories, of the ones we hold so dear

You just never know, what will happen in each year

It's almost like, you can step back into yesterday

In your memory, it's a good place to get away

Each photo tells a story, of the person who was there

To the other people, it's special beyond compare

Grandpa, Grandma, the Uncles, the Aunts, Mom and Dad

Live on in this lifetime, because of the photos I had

Every photo that you take, becomes a historic act

We can never ever, get that moment back

Some family members are discouraged, when my camera is in my hand

I capture the special moment to keep, I wish they would understand

It's not about their ego, and how they're going to look

It's because I honor them, with a place in my Photo Book

It's true. Those pictures capture a moment in time, that we can

never get back in life. But in our memories, we do go back, by

way of each of the photos. All our relatives and friends, and us

as we looked younger. A picture of a place that is no longer there.

A picture of a time that is no longer here. It's also true, I love pictures

to remember the special people in my life. Don't worry about how old

you look, or if your hair is messed up, or you aren't wearing the right

clothes. I want to capture you being YOU, so I can remember YOU.

Say Achoo

 

Say Achoo!

© by Bud Lemire on Sept 3, 2020

I know, I know, you already knew

It's that time again, to say Achoo

Itchy eyes, making it hard to resist

I sneeze and blow, and that's not the twist

My nose keeps running, and it's hard to breathe

Just as I'm getting comfortable, I start to sneeze

We won't talk about the state of my hair

When I sneeze, it flies everywhere

I lost my appetite once, had chicken broth instead

I could be Rudolph, because my nose is so red

I call them Hellergies, because you sure go through Hell

But after that I'll need a nap, because it suits me well

What's all that stuff doing in the air

I sneeze and sneeze, and then start to swear

Those allergies, won't give me a break

My nose runs more, with each breath I take

I know there's many remedies, to help us get through

It didn't work for me, but it might work for you

An allergy pill, and maybe it will go away

But it always comes back, the very next day

Let's sneeze together in harmony, and then blow our nose

And shiver our timbers, right down to our toes

I sneeze so strongly, and then let a fart

I think my body, is falling apart

Red eyes that itch, sneezing, running nose, congestion, hard

to breathe. Yep, it's allergy time again. Seems like it zaps

all my energy.

The Kitchen Tool

 

The Kitchen Tool

© by Bud Lemire on Aug 30, 2020

He said it's a war out there, as he handed me a kitchen tool

What was I to do with it, I certainly wasn't a fool

In the kitchen it would be useful, this I know

How can I use it, wherever I should go

Then it dawned on me, the kitchen tool meant much more

A symbol of hope, as I walked through every door

Survival is when, we use every tool that we can

To make it through the years, within our lifespan

Tools can be wisdom, knowing what is right

To help us in the darkness, it can be a flashlight

The knowledge in knowing, exactly the right words to say

And using these words, to make it through each day

In knowing, the right things that I can do

Making each day, a much better you

The tools that surround you, might not be seen

Yet you have the vision, to see what's in between

When he handed me the kitchen tool, it was a lesson

To take every moment, and cherish it as a blessing

The war that we fight, is surviving each day

Using every tool that we can, in every way

A dream I had recently, influenced me to write this poem.

A man, who was my boss in the dream, handed me a kitchen

tool. I walked with it in the dark. As I looked it over, I realized

what it meant. It was a symbol, that with each moment of our

life, we learn to use the tools that we were given at birth. All

that we have learned through the years, are tools to help us

make it through our lives. That kitchen tool wasn't meant just

for the kitchen, but to help me through my life, and it has.

Perception Of The Soul

 

Perception Of The Soul

© by Bud Lemire on Aug 13, 2020

As I get older, the way I see things change

The way I once saw them, seem kind of strange

I know it's my perception, and who I am today

When I was younger, I saw them a different way

Things that I valued, through the many years

Can be gotten rid of, without causing any tears

I also realize, how short life can be

You can always look, but you can't always see

Take a closer look, see it with your soul

Understand what's there, let it make you whole

You live your life, and you need to make a living

With your soul, you share what you are giving

It's how I feel, with nature all around

That's why the Island, is a place I'm usually found

Birds singing in the trees, boats going by

The beauty in each day, is the reason why

It use to be, my younger self's way of seeing

As an older man, I've learned how it is just being

I see things this way, now it is all that I know

It must be that I'm seeing, through the Perception Of The Soul

It's life that changes us. Life is changing all around us.

As we grow older we see things differently. Example: You

can read a book 40 years ago, and read it again today, and

see it in a totally different way. Yet, it is the same book. Or

you might not even want to read that book, because it doesn't

interest you. You may be reading something totally different,

that you never thought you'd ever read. Life is full of changes.

The life around us changes, we change, and people we know change.

In return, through these changes, our perceptions change as well.

My Brother, Rich

 

My Brother, Rich

© by Bud Lemire on Aug 9, 2020

Another brother has left this plane

No longer sick, no longer in pain

I'm taken back to a time long ago

To this same brother, who I came to know

We called him Dick, and each time he'd come to stay

With John and I, he had a nickname to say

John was Pauncho Via, and he called me Deadhead

He would pick us each up, and that's what he said

Athletic, sports was always his aim

He'd take us occasionally, to a baseball game

When he was in Escanaba, he'd get together with Mark

He'd be off with his friends, until long after dark

He's hang out at the Meisner's, where he would stay

Any time he happened, to come up this way

When he attended a Class Reunion, a few years ago

He stopped by to see me, it was a special hello

I recall through the peep hole, I saw a fist

It was my brother Rich, who belonged to that wrist

A gathering at Stonington, was the next place he'd be

Surrounded by family, he was so good to see

A coach and a health teacher, he touched quite a few

He was a brother, that I was so glad I knew

Now he's been taken home, to be with his Mother

I'm proud to say, that he was my brother

He always called me Deadhead when I was young. He

really came a long way in life and accomplished so much.

I'm so happy he stopped to see me at the Harbor Tower.

Now as he makes the transition into spirit. I shall say a prayer

to carry him further into the light, in the presence of his

loved ones there. To know he will be watching over his

loved ones here on Earth, and guiding them with his spiritual

presence. Be aware, a smell, a sound, a memory, that is him.

Believers And Unbelievers

Believers And UnBelievers

© by Bud Lemire on Aug 1, 2020

The world as you know, has gone away

We've awakened to a new world today

Believers and Unbelievers are all around

Where is the truth to be found

Politics versus Medical, get it right

Lies and truth, step into the light

Which one will you choose

Pick the wrong one, and you lose

Wearing masks

is all the Governor asks

Be safe, be well

COVID is hell

You want your freedom, I understand

Unmasked, will see you under a Doctor's hand

Do you really want to take that chance?

It'll be on the Hospital bed, you will dance

The freedom you choose

May cause someone else to lose

Someone who can't breathe

Will be brought to their knees

Then onto their death bed

This is where your choices lead

It could be your brother who passed

COVID won him over at last

Whatever you believe, believe me

The Governor wants everyone to be safe and free

Do you really think the Governor would issue orders

that have no meaning. She thought it over and picked

the best course of action. In her place we would do the

same thing. You choose not to wear a mask, you put

those you love most at risk. I choose to be cautious,

and I'll wear my mask. Because I value my life.

Desirae

Desirae

© by Bud Lemire on July 21, 2020

Desirae

Why did you go away

Was it your time to go?

I'd really like to know

You were too young to leave

So many left behind to grieve

It's another sad year

I wish you were here

You'll shine in the light

As always, you'll be quite a sight

Angels and family will welcome you

Some relatives you probably never knew

“God, my Great Niece is there”

“Please give her the best of care”

“She wasn't suppose to die”

“When she passed, it made people cry”

She's in good hands, this I know

Another Angel in Heaven, with a bright glow

She'll be with her Great Grandmother, and Great Uncles too

So I know they will guide her, in everything she'll do

Until we meet again, sweet Desirae

Your smile will be remembered, every day

Desirae, thank you so much for being a part of my life.

You grew into a beautiful woman. I know your spiritual

presence will still be a part of our lives here on Earth.

Even though your physical presence would have been

much better. Those closest to you will need time to

grieve. They will miss you very much. I know in time

you will let them know, that the love you shared with

them here on Earth, continues from Heaven. And they

will feel your touch and know, you are never far away.

And you'll be guiding them as they continue to journey

through their lives.