ewww, some tough ones:
vacation, celebrate, whirlpool, hummingbird

Our day, a whirlpool
Readying madly
Finishing day school
Leaving it sadly

Vacation upon us
Celebrate, gladly
Loading the last bus
Bus driver, crabby

Hummingbirds float by
Wings seeming frantic
Watching us so try
To not risk a panic

Days almost done now
Farewells, gigantic
Thoughts geared to just how
To make summer galvanic

(cheez! how bad was that?)

someone else give them a try...

Words: vacation, celebrate, whirlpool, hummingbird

I slipped into our whirlpool to celebrate the first day of relaxation.
Ooooh and aaaah I sighed, just loving the bubbly sensations!

Faster than the speed of light, something landed on my nose and stopped.
“Yikes,” I yelled into a hummingbird’s eyes, “I’m not your honey pot!”

The hummingbird turned and danced, back and forth and up and down,
His wings shimmered in the sunlight; - man this bird was going to town!

I think he thought I was a flower; a wet one that’s for sure.
And the whirlpool was his revere; he was doing the hot tub tour.

It was amazing to see the little fellah show off his flying skills,
And to see nature so close up, gave me summer vacation thrills.


Loved these words…anyone else want to try?
If not then my new words are:
Sunbeam, back, zoo, ride

Sunbeam, back, zoo, ride

Summertime is my favorite season,
Now I'll explain the heartfelt reason.

My girlfriends and I go back to the zoo,
Each year to watch animals, do what they do,
And we'll ride the merry-go-round, a time or two.

We laugh and enjoy strolling to exhibits,
As a sunbeam guides our fellowship 'n visit.

Viewing baby creatures and celebrating their birth,
Gives new value to life's blessings and worth.

New words: Easter, renewal, restore, adore

I'd like to try gims words: time, vague, memory, connect

Time, they say, is a formidable foe,
It drains your strength,
And makes you old,
A memory grows vague,
Names with faces, you cannot connect,
But there's still good news,
For all to project.

Humans' have a part of their being,
Which does not get weak or dim,
One segment of man forever stays strong,
It's the spirit that lives with HIM.

So do not fret or worry 'bout a thing,
I'll meet you in Heaven,
Where the Angels doth sing!

Let's do one for the Easter Bunny!

Words 2 ponder, 1 more time: Easter, renewal, restore, adore!

Easter, renewal, restore, adore!

There is something magical about Spring time cleaning,
Cause I don’t usually see where those dust balls lurk.
I get giddy, and my new mop starts reeling,
While listening to jazz, - I get to work.

Besides renewing upholstery wallpaper and such,
Old tables and chairs get restored.
No task is too big, no cleaning too much,
That spanking new feeling, I just adore.

And then when everything twinkles like stars,
And my reflection is everywhere to see,
We start on scrubbing the garage and the cars,
Hard to believe, but it makes us happy.

And finally the tulips are put in the vase,
And the Easter eggs are laid in a bowl.
Out comes the tablecloth with the fine silk lace,
And on top; honey ham, asparagus and sweet rolls.

The next words are a thought:
What does Easter mean to you?

What does Easter mean to you,
a friend asked that question, out of the blue.

My mind sees Jesus, nailed there to a cross,
I think of the souls, otherwise lost.
And I cringe.

A crown of thorns, I envision on His head,
Nails in His hands 'n feet,
Dripped trails of bright, blood red.
An innocent man, weighed down 'n dying,
Took on the world's sins, as we look up crying.

We'll live forever, 'cause He gave His life.
God's plan for mankind, 'twas a heavy price!
And I cringe.

Easter means resurrection Sunday,
A stone rolled away,
And eternal life, here to stay.

Easter means beauty, flowers, and such,
Loved ones in Heaven who meant, oh so much.
Easter means celebration, a feast, a brunch.

Let's continue with this theme, shall we???

Easter, renewal, restore, adore


The house is quite, as you might expect
I'm up so early with a need to check
My silk dress laid out the night before
Laid out with gloves and the hat I adore.
I tune my cords, from note to note
Testing each sound that comes through my throat.
"My song, is it ready?," I asked in my head
"You'll do just fine," my inner-mom said.

The season has come to sing of renewal
A song for Easter, a classical rule
Elected to sing, I hope to restore
For strangers to Jesus who come through the door
A feeling of gladness that comes with His giving
The utmost of gifts that makes life worth living.
His selfless act was a heartbreaking err
Without it, however, we'd not have a prayer.

Thought I'd try Edelweiss3's words: vacation, whirlpool, celebrate and hummingbird--just to see what I get.

The hummingbird return,
I celebrate each May,
Can't wait to watch 'em flitter,
All over the yard, everyday.

They entertain the soul,
And fill the spirit with glee.
I wonder if they delight others,
As much as they amuse me.

Some folks grow happier at vacation time,
Each 'n every year,
Others enjoy a whirlpool,
Or music plugged in their ear.

But to me seeing hummingbirds,
Zooming about in pairs,
Adds color and flair to summer's,
Welcomed, warm 'n gentle air.

Vacation, hummingbird, celebrate, whirlpool

I revel in the sun’s rays
Streaming through the canopy
Of poplars and maples,
Dancing off the dewdrops
And reflecting in the whirlpool
Of rippled river babblings.
Merry morning glory
Sparks heart to celebrate
The dawn of this new day.

Wondrous warmth enwraps me
As the sun bursts into flames
Caressing all creation
With light that calls to life.
Halos crown the hummingbird
Drinking in dawn’s dew
A flick of wings, a flash of red,
He twinkles out of sight.

Creation ever painting
With color, light and life
Joyous exaltation
In every moment’s “now”
Ah, the glory, and the grace,
The wonders all arrayed
Across my path today.

Creation knows no vacation.



Anybody want to try new words?

How about: tulips, earth, squirrel, path