Thursday, December 29, 2011

Sophia

My niece is finally here
A bundle of chubby little cheer
With blue eyes and brown hair
A copy of her big sis, she is nowhere near
Six pounds and 13 ounces she did weigh
Exactly like her sis on her birthday
I can't wait to see her and hold our new bundle
I'm on my way now to share in the huddle

Thursday, December 15, 2011

After the Rush

Santa's long gone, the gifts are all open,
The kids are off playing, while mom and dad are hoping,
The upcoming year will be a good one
For all their family, friends and loved ones.
With fun to be had and stories to be told,
No one is worried about getting another year old.
They'll go on sleigh rides and drink hot cocoa to stay warm.
Then red hearts and a diamond will a relationship transform.
Green clovers and beer are a tradition
Just like colored eggs to be found by kids on a mission.
Cinco de Mayo is a big party day
Just as it is for seniors on graduation day.
Red, white and blue and sparkles galore,
Give way to the dog days of summer and more
School starts again, a brand new year
Goblins and witches everyone will fear.
A big meal and parade for all to share,
Brings us back to needing Santas and elves to employ.

Black Friday

Black Friday is here and once again,
I'm up at 1 to commit a sin.
I dress in layers and good running shoes,
To get the best deals on all that I choose.
Jewelry, electronics and games galore
Are piled in my cart til it can hold no more.
I race down the aisles to mark off my list,
Competing with others to finish my Christmas tryst.
To the front I do head, my feet, they feel dead.
Now here it comes, the moment I dread.
They ring up the gifts, there's pounding in my head.
I pull out the plastic and hope it will work
Or out comes the cash and over it I do fork.
They bag my goodies and home I go,
My shopping is done, ho, ho, ho.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Christmas time

Red, orange and green, blue and white
A multitude of colors for holiday lights
Mistletoe is hung, jingle bells ring
Choirs of tiny angels, to us, they do sing
Stockings are stuffed, cookies are out
Children have to go to bed, and they pout
They want to stay up to see the jolly man
Who brings them gifts and of whom they're a fan
Finally awake, they peek out their door
Then mom and dad hear little feet on the floor
Their eyes are wide and sparkle with wonder
At the tree and packages that lay under
Paper is ripped and bows tossed away
Children are amused at least for a day.

Friday, December 9, 2011

The Water Cooler

I sit in the corner all alone
Nobody talks to me, don't they hear me moan?
The gossip is heard by the coffee pot
Will they ever include me into their lot?
I strain to hear the stories they tell
I just to be included as well

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Stuck in Traffic

Stuck in traffic day after day
Sitting and staring through the gray haze
Mindlessly inching and inching along
Passing the time by singing a song
The radio, my friend, keeps me awake
This is good for everyone's sake
Finally we move - yipee i a
Just to stop a few feet away
Red I see, before my eyes
Tail lights and more dance through the sky
The sun is setting, I want to go home
Be with my loved ones or just relax all alone.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Invisible Me

I wander around completely unseen
Through parks and even people just like a dream
They shiver a bit and then look around
Wondering about the chill they just found
Through subways I run trying for attention
I sit down beside someone and nudge them just a smidgen
They look beside them at the empty seat
Then slide away and pull in their feet
They know they're not alone and wonder if they're crazy
Or maybe that drink earlier made everything just a little bit hazy
Their stop is coming up, just a few minutes more
Then they will bolt, straight for the door
Up the stairs they run to the bright sunlight
Trying to escape their unseen fright
Finally a calm comes over them once more
But just wait til the next time the subway closes its door