IN MY GARDEN

A little yellow flying bug

Is peeking in my window now

Looks like he would like to come inside

But alas he does not know how

He keeps flying there

I think he has a smile upon his face

Oops! he just bumped his nose

On the window pane at my place

Oh another visitor here

There goes a monarch butterfy

She flutters by the window

Darting up then down I know not why

I've planted many flowers

In my flower bed

Riotious colors planted there

To tempt yellows blues also red

I/m happy in my garden

I say my rosary there

By the statue of blessed Mary

Sitting on my patio chair

I see big yellow bumble bees

Gathering sweet honeyed nector from

Flowers weeds stalks of cone buds  

I hear the chorus of the birds

Tweeting melodies as they come

It is so pleasant on my patio

Warmed by the noonday sun

Watching fluffy clouds pass by

I love to paint them every one

NOSES

Used to wonder why

God gave some of us long noses?

Others are broad and wide.

Jimmy Dirante called his a "Snozzola".

I never knew I had a different nose

Until one day in second grade

Catherine Mulvehill told me

That Tommy Murphy said that

"I would be the prettiest girl in

Second grade if I did not have such

A long nose"! Well then I began to

Wonder why that was. Finally I

Realized one day that all the best

Singers I've known had them.

They resonate the lovely sound

Of a beautiful singing voice just

Like a fabulous instrament.

Thank you Lord for giving me

A long large nose! Mother always

Told me to be thankful for even having

A nose at all because she read in the paper

That a lady in Kansas City let a squrrel

Run up her arm one day. She was happy

Thinking he would do her no harm when

All of a sudden he BIT OFF HER NOSE!

Wow, I should start a contest called

The long, large nosed singers annual

Contest inviting all people in that catagory

In the U. S., or even the world to come.

I'll call it the Jimmy Dirante Nose-Off!

We will have judges who measure to see

Just who has the longest, largest, biggest nose.

I'll bet that person will have the best voice in history.

Yep, I'm gonna do it. I'll tell them all to

Bring a big red ribbon along to tie around their noses.

Now for the first time in my life I really do appreciate

My beautiful long nose!

In fact I just might tie a pretty red ribbon around it

Or a blue one meaning 1st prize then wear it every day.

I really have learned to love my long nose!

PASTORA

Pastora was one of those people

Who lived like a saint.

So good, charming, holy

That one would think

She had a halo

Above her head!

She used to say

Distinctly that is she referred

To the people she helped

As "my poor's".  The other

Was she always addressed

Everyone as "my friend"when she 

Could not remember their names.

I want to follow

Her example for

I, too, have a problem

Remembering names.

The saintly part I will

Have to work very hard

To keep trying to attain!

LONDON PRIDE GERMANY SHAME

Winston Churchhill tenacious "bull dog"

Was an interesting man.

In the 1930's this imperial person of history 

You will meet if you scan.

He was stalwart, strong,

Unbending in the face of war.

Had many "black dog" days

Remained the most brave there are!

In Germany Jews were being

Hauled away to the camp.

Concentration ones for killing.

Crammed into box cars all cold and damp.

Those who remember lived to tell

All have tattooed numbers on their wrist.

Families, friends all dead in the ovens

For they were burned to a crisp!

It's startling to think

There is a group--hopefully few.

Who do not believe this horror

Ever occurred to any Jew.

Adolf Hitler's pure Arian race

He thought to be 

The purest of pure

He hoped to live in history.

But God intervened  

To Hitler's surprise

God suddenly brought about

This fiendish dictator's quick demise!