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November is coming to an end
And Christmas-tide is around the bend
Yet the daily grind goes on
It seems for way too long
So I await the holiday break
For my sanity seems at stake
And while in the above, I may exaggerate
For Christmas I eagerly hope and wait
Padre
I started to write but it was getting late
It’s just like me to procrastinate
There were other things I had to do
So I put off writing a line or two
So now I’m looking at a screen blank
It’s embarrassing if I’m frank
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Padre
It is that time of year again
When my neighbour – alien planets greets
With illuminations so intense
That it brightens up several streets
While his expression of seasonal joy
Is plain for all to see
I would really prefer to able to sleep
As it approaches half past three
Padre
We are in the image of God above
Body, mind, and spirit – made thereof
In our nature united – three-in-one
Not just Christians, but everyone
There is a mission set by Him above
That our actions be driven by
Faith, hope, and love
And as we let this guide us – we will grow
And our godly image – to the world will show
Padre
Thank you Pastor Vince for a thought provoking message
There are many – who embark
On a downward journey into the dark
Letting fears and doubts lead to despair
Thinking there’s no comfort anywhere
But there is a light that a new way can show
Where hope eclipses the feelings low
For love and compassion are quite real
No matter what at the moment you feel
For God offered you His ultimate gift
Because He loves you
And He desires above all – you to uplift
Padre
This is the Friday they call black
When shops roll their prices back
To the level of the month before
Claiming savings throughout the store
We aren’t supposed to remember
Last Tuesday’s price hike
They’ll tell you “”It’s an illusion
The prices are nothing alike.”
But don’t you worry about a thing
This “One time offer”
Will be repeated next spring
Padre
Today’s the day that all the Yanks
Eat turkey, and pie, and profess their thanks
Parades and football give them something to do
As leftovers are prepared
To be repeated for a day or two
And if all that is not enough for them
In a month and a day – they’ll do it all again
Padre
With anticipation
Expectations high
I look for an upset
I don’t know why
Perhaps the idea of the underdog
The giants slaying
Is more satisfying to watch
Than the game they’re playing
Padre
Inspired by Japan v. Germany and Saudi v. Argentina
Karen went ballistic when she found out that her husband, Kenneth, had gambled away their entire life’s savings.
“What were you thinking?” she yelled in a shrill tone.
“Well you remember when I asked you to marry me and you said, ‘Yes, I guess this is your lucky day’.”
“Yes, I remember.”
“Well, I was just trying to prove that you were right. So, in reality, it’s your fault.”
Padre
If you are wise you’ll agree – concur
To do otherwise would be inmature
For it’s not about emotions
Or things of the heart
It is all about facts
A good place to start
So while there’s a chance that your time might win
If you look at their record – the chance is quite thin
Padre
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