A visit from a smile

A smile visited my face today

and will not go away

but that’s OK

I do not want it erased

I want my grandchildren to see

how happy they make me.

 

A sort of Self Portrait Melba Christie

 

More or less a week from today

More or less a week from today

We will all watch my daughter walk down the aisle

to join her soul mate in matrimony

 

Behind her will be the memory of a little girl

who frolicked about as her head full of curls

covered her face as if to play hide n’ seek

with her darling doting dad.

And although there is no reason to be sad

tears will definitely roll down his face

amazed at the site of her amazing grace.

God only knows how much we love her.

She and her brother

have been the greatest loves of our life.

 

Big brother will help him usher her

down the aisle

Neither will feel the need to rush her

to take those final steps into a brand new life.

 

Awaiting her will be

her handsome groom

wearing the greatest smile

you will ever see

as his wife to be

slowly approaches to be united forever

everyone will be so excited

as the violinist plays their favorite song

all of us will sing along together

the refrain everyone for some reason seems to remember:

 

“Though I know I’ll never lose affection
for people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
in my life I love you more”

 

*Dedicated to my beautiful daughter whom we adore.

 

 

Your Wedding

Your Wedding

 

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Remembering The Unforgettable

Once again for the 13th year

we remember the unforgettable

and the very dear

souls taken from us on 9/11

loved ones read their

names one by one

hoping they hear us in heaven

 

Bells are tolled at 8:46:30 AM

then again at 9:03:02 AM

and once more at 9:37:46 AM

all of us remember exactly

where we were

what we were doing

and most of all the mayhem.

 

But we know that life continues

and we try  to ease the pain

we rebuilt and archived  many memories

Ground Zero is not the same

 

Today was a  cloudy day

unlike the day we lived such horror

it seems more appropriate this way

although  it really does not matter

we will always remember the unforgettable.

 

 

Cloudy Day

September 11, 2001

September 11, 2001

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Haiku 84

Trees in the sky

 

 

Lost in the forest

an oak reaches for a star

the sun smiles

 

    – Melba Christie

 

Another Musette

Life's force

Love life

to the fullest

and rise

 

The sun

greets you only

for fun

 

Happy

be forever

with me

 

 

Melba Christie 2014

FIRST DAY IN DAY CARE

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FIRST DAY IN DAY CARE

He came home,
his mouth outlined
with a chocolaty crust,
His pants torn at the knee.

But he happily sang the ABC’s
a cappella
And clapped hooray so
As if to say
See, I made good use of today.

He pointed to the folded note
His teacher had pinned
on his bright red tee.
“To Parent: Please read me.”

FYI:
1. A little girl (Hanna)
Bit him because (allegedly)
He snatched her snack,
and would not give it back.
2. A little boy (Matthew) pushed
him to the ground;
His pants will need mending.
You may notice a small bump on his head;
but do not worry; we iced it.

3. Please remind your son of the rules
he must abide.
4. He sang an encore of his favorite song,
danced and tapped his feet to the beat. But it was time to nap. What a feat to get him to sleep.

Thanks Ms. Sally 

I laughed and I cried
and I sighed,
As grandma’s do sometimes
It was almost déjà vu
His dad did the same.

Melba Christie

Accepting the Challenge – The Musette Poem

Growing up

 

Grow Child

It is your turn

Be Wild!

 

Fly high

escape the real

Bull’s eye!

 

Glory Be

The time has come

Be free!

Growing up

Growing up

(c) Melba Christie 2014

 

Quotes to Live by

The one thing that doesn’t abide by
majority rule is a person’s conscience.

– Harper Lee

Name it whatever you want

Weekly Photo Challenge – Silohuette

For the love of Paterson, New Jersey

For the love of Paterson, New Jersey

Here Lives a Teacher

“A teacher is an answer in search of a question.” – Anonymous

 

 

“Here lives a teacher”

is the message

on a small souvenir

I purchased last year.

I immediately put it on a small stand by my computer;

I guess to remind me

that I am a teacher first,

and to empower

is the goal.

 

My dedication to teaching

does not matter

to many folks:

to some becoming a teacher these days

is almost a joke.

Everyone will poke

you on the arm

and ask

what were you thinking

when you made such a

terrible decision

to change the lives of every youngster

who has been entrusted to you?

 

My respond is this:

if you know me well,

you will know,

that teaching makes me younger

it fills me with joy and wonder.

It motivates me to learn more

each day in order

to prepare

to make children think and stimulate

their young minds

and above all teach them to be kind.

 

I am retired now

and while some may scream

and yell, “WOW!”

I miss the days

of Q & A’s

and watching a student’s dream

come true

and most of all

I miss the salutation

“Hey teach! and

What are you going to

teach us today?”

 

 

 

if you thoroughly know anything, Teach it to others. T. Edwards

if you thoroughly know anything, Teach it to others. T. Edwards

 

 

 

Food for thought

Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will come.

                                                Chinese proverb

 

 

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Haiku 82

Butterfly appears

white flower blooms, bird sings

vows are made in church

Butterfly Appears

white flowers

Haiku # 81

My heart has a mind

my memory has a love

My dad lifts me up

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“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.”

peace

“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.”
“What’s in a name?”
A name possesses a soul of its own
A soul does not leave the body until it garners enough love
For eternity to judge its worth

My heart hankers for peace if that is what it is called
Because sometimes it seems what we have entitled it
does not truly claim or maintain it,
“Peace is not a season but a way of life.”

“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.”
Am I to blame for such uncertainty?
A longing for something so elusive,
So exclusive
That not even my brain can perceive
Or receive
“What is in a name, I asked my muse.”
“All my life, my heart has longed for a thing I could not name.”

Will my desire be the refrain?

 

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