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Old and Young

Old and Young

By David Smith June 13, 2017

 

The very young and the very old

Come together, enthusiasm to unfold

What a treat where old meets new

Mind stimulation, with bonds that grew

To make sense out of this and that

People with dementia deal where it’s at

 

Childhood memories come to mind

Old and ridged becomes soft and kind

A day care mixes with a retirement home

Food for thought as ideas roam

Motor skills of children and what elderly go through

What a joy to mix old and new

 

Visualize how old and young respond

The interconnection how they fit and bond

Remarkable how the mix is great

Young and old meet their fate

The very young and the very old

Create the passion, a story to be told

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Bet you can’t eat just one

Bet you Can’t East just one

Inspired by  Potato Chip Commercial

By David Smith May 13, 2017

 

Bet you can’t eat just one?

They become addictive, like kisses in the hot sun

That salty taste, the crunch between the teeth;

Like saliva and spit, and desire that is so sweet;

 

Bet you can’t eat one, as lust starts to rise

That focus on chips, where fine taste magnifies

That hunger to embrace, flesh against flesh

Just the anticipation and imagination at its best

 

The crispness of one potato chip;

The freshness of a kiss,

The powerful heat of passion,

A world of turmoil and bliss;

A bag of chips and, un-fulfillment of one

As one lonely kiss, where adultery is spun

Inspired by Metropolitan Fountain Pen

Inspired by Metropolitan Fountain Pen

By David Smith January 1, 2016

 

A Metropolitan Fountain pen I hold in my hand

Learning how to write, with a creative stand

To form the words with the alphabet, we see

Pass it on to children, with great, possibility

Back to basic writing to let the ink flow

From the glass bottle to the lined paper, the mechanics to get to know

Study each letter and how it is shaped

Yet, know the thought patterns, as it flows so great

A true art to write as words flow on the page

Developing a story, as phrases form on each stage

Words, to sentences, to paragraphs, no doubt

The art of writing, a skill throughout

To pass on to grandchildren, that is my dream

Developing skills, to teach it, I mean

Get back to basics with “A” “B” and “C”

Write it with flair, the possibility
What a joy! Thoughts as they flow

Loading a pen, basic mechanics to know

The ink, from the bottle, and out though the pen

Document your life, what a message to send

A fountain pen flowing with ink and thought

Imagination, to capture a lot

Generations of Emotion

Generations of emotion

by David Smith October 3, 2016

3 Generations

Think of  grandchildren growing up.

The pitter-patter of little feet and romping  O so much

Learning to speak and the increase in words

Mispronunciation as life gives us curves

 

the memory of grandchildren, little people I see

how they entertain is well beyond me

seeing their future, a wedding down the road

challenges in life, may be a heavy load

 

Looking at my picture, when I was a lad

thinking of my grandparents and my mom and dad

My great grandmothers’, anchors of hope

Though their experiences we learn how to cope

From this photo of me, time moves so fast

sixty five years now, youth did not last

 

Covering a span from one generation to the next

The history in families is so perplex

change in technology, pictures say it all

The capture of memory may be our downfall

To dwell on the past like a rear view mirror

Family history is reason to hear

That vision ahead, a future to see

It is the past, keeps rolling back at me

 

The sounds of my grandchildren and my mother’s tears

emotion in memory we hold so dear

His First Car

His First Car

by David Smith August 29, 2016

 

For a young man just starting out

His first car is reason to shout

The hum of the engine, like a mountain lion in heat

With all its flaws, it’s the meaning that’s neat

The first set of wheels, with a motor that hums

It’s independence, where responsibility comes

 

It’s a picture of independance the breaking away

In search of a family, to be married some day

the Chick Magnet of life, to slow down and troll

To fill in the passenger seat

to be on a roll

 

That is the joy

The excitement in the air

Four wheels and an engine

to steer everywhere

 

For a young man just starting out

The first car, dreams and aspirations,

what life is about

 

A Tribute to my Dad

A Tribute to my Dad

By David Smith, June 14, 2016

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My dad was smart. His limitations he knew

And even his strengths, they were solid and true

 

A writer he became, his stories were grand

Foundations for many speeches, on Toastmasters I stand

Did not realize his potential till his pen ran out of ink

how he documented history, He really knew how to think

He did not get sufficient praise and credit for what he gave

After he is gone, His memory we can save

The history of the town, the stories of his life

They are tools for learning and overcoming strife

To tap into experiences

people who were made

Pass on all that knowledge, the foundation as its laid

My humble dad did not appear all that smart

His knowledge was written down, the present, a place to start

Now I see his value, the pen is so profound

Documenting history, scenes from all around.

The skill to learn to write, and the discipline to type

Document our lives before we see the night,

 

Mothers’ Day Message at Woodlands of Sunset

Mothers’ Day Message at Woodlands of Sunset 2015
By David Smith May , 2015

3 Generations

“Children obey your parents in the lord for this is right
Honour thy father and thy mother which is the first commandment with promise, and that thou mayest live long on the earth”

The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the sphere
The influence in childhood
Those memories are so dear

Thinking of my grandmother and my grandmothers grand
They have been an influence, integrity as they stand
It is an honour and a blessing O so dear
To have known great grandmothers, now grandchildren as they appear
To be remembered for generations, the stability of love
A mother’s spiritual nourishment, the guidance from above
To introduce her ways and values to press on
And it is the past where a light so brightly shone
To pass on the torch, a mother’s influence is real
The importance of a mother, security I feel
And to think of you, the life as you live
Think of all these lessons, your stories you can give
Yes it is all relevant on this mother’s day
O what an influence, you are important by the way
We all face trials and disappointments too
Now we are the teachers, for the offspring’s that are new
You are so important and the message is loud and clear
Leave it up to God, in Him there is no fear