Giving Thanks

Giving Thanks

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 13, 2017

Giving thanks, because I am living

Appreciation for the food that's been given

Turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, and gravy

Cranberry sauce, the pumpkin pie will fill me

Gathering with Family and friends

The thankfulness never ends

Cut the Turkey, so tender to chew

I take off my hat, and salute you

Green bean casserole, I'll try some

Although, it's not for everyone

So much food, to pick from

I'll just fill my plate some

My belly knows how much to eat

Yet my mind doesn't know defeat

Belly versus mind, the battle never stops

Until the button on my pants, pops

I can't eat all that food, no way

You have way too much, on display

I'll just have a dab of this and that

Maybe I'll get by without getting too fat

I appreciate the food that's been given

I give thanks, because I am living

Thanksgiving is always being thankful

for everything you have. Food, and so

much more.

All In A Year

All In A Year

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 8, 2017

The leaves on the trees have fallen

I hear the Winter winds calling

Snow has begun, flakes are in the air

Icy roads are found, almost everywhere

Thanksgiving and Turkey, always sound great

Holiday goodies, I'll gain some more weight

The Christmas tree and gifts on Christmas Day

An end of a year that wouldn't stay

A new year, and freshly fallen snow

As my mind takes in all there is to know

Another year older, and wiser too

Picking up experiences that I never knew

More pictures to be taken

More poems I'll be making

Spring time cheer it'll be bringing

Birds come out and are singing

A Class Reunion, friends gather around

Mates in conversation, is a great sound

Summer brings heat, many on the beach

Fireworks high in the sky, out of reach

The butterflies fly away

It gets colder every day

Trick or Treat, it's once again Halloween

It's all in a year, and much more in between

Every year brings so much. And every year

may bring the same events, but each year it

is different in its own way. Changes that

make each year more special.

Jealousy

Jealousy

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 4, 2017

When Jealousy has touched your heart

Hatred blossoms and plays its part

Soon, you will be believing

Darkness enters, so deceiving

What's all this hatred for

Why did you open that door

It was suppose to be love, all along

You stabbed a heart, and you were wrong

It embraced a heart so true

I know what it has done to you

You let it in, so let it free

For this jealous heart, is no part of me

Twist the truth, take the blame

Release this poison, from which it came

This ugly mask, that you have worn

Has ripped, and stabbed, and has torn

How did this ever come to be

That you could cause such misery

I hope some day, that you will see

Beyond the veil, of your jealousy

Jealousy is hatred that consumes you,

and makes it hard to think clearly. It

wraps around your heart and distorts

the love you feel, causing only pain.

Get the facts right, know that it will

only hurt you in the end. Don't let

jealousy win.

Why Take A Picture Of Me?

 

Why Take A Picture Of Me?

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 1, 2017

“Why take a picture of me?” said The Butterfly

Because you are so beautiful to the eye

“But I am just a Butterfly, nothing more”

Your wings are paintings, and you soar

“Why take a picture of me?” a Rabbit asked of me

Because it's your beauty, that I see

“But I am just a Rabbit, nothing more”

When you are hoping, it's too beautiful to ignore

“Why take a picture of me?” a Robin asked of me

Because I love your song, and beauty is mine to see

“But I am just a Robin, it's all I have ever been”

I know, but you are so very special, my friend

“Why take a picture of me, said the Sun at Sunset

It was at Sunrise, that we had first met

It's because of your colors, and your light

The beauty we see, when we take in your sight

As two Teenage skateboarders, roll on by

They ask the question of why

“Why take a picture of us?”

All I ask is for your parents trust

For I see beauty in each human being

That beauty is worth being seen

Every now and then I get some nasty feedback

on my photos. A recent one was that I took a

picture of their son and his girlfriend, who were

skateboarding down the sidewalk. There was

nothing wrong with it. Yet the Mother felt uneasy

that I had taken it and shown it on Facebook.