Bill McNulty

There’s always hope in waking to a new day.

Hope, that feeling you always want to stay.

Hopes and dreams can work when they become a plan.

Hope into reality, when you give it everything you can.

Fans always hope for a 7^th inning rally and score.

Hope with that acceptance that you need more.

Sometimes, we need hope when there really is none.

The need for hope should simply reside in everyone.

We want hope when no one should try or dare.

Hope should exist in every Shabbat prayer.

Hope and optimism should always have an active role.

Please, let there be a loving positive hope in every soul.

Sometimes, when I don’t know what else to do, I write. With so many headlines, they are willed with hate driven actions. When will it stop.

This verse won’t make hate disappear into thin air.

Perhaps my words are written feeling a little despair.

Some people are just so vicious and filled with hate.

Filled with one sided thinking and not open to debate.

Some use irrational platforms no one understands.

Targeting minorities, promoting hate across our lands.

Actions traveling on a one-way road called destruction.

In talking about progress, they will be a total obstruction.

The gains and acceptance we seek in the world today,

Will never be ours until we cease the hate of yesterday.

So many signs and they are all in your hands.

Some so well known that everyone understands.

Thumbs up when the jobs are done right.

A strong raised fist to exhibit your might.

A touch to your heart to show you care.

A pledge with a little finger pinkie swear.

We all know what that middle finger has to say.

A policeman raises his hand for you to stop and obey.

Baseball, palms down, safe, raised thumb, you’re out.

A veteran’s hand salute, patriotism is never in doubt.

Always a new task for your hands to undertake.

Best of all, greeting a friend with a warm handshake.

Finished one novel and now a new book to read.

Your favorite author, first chapter with a great lead.

Listening to Audible, using your Kindle or your Nook.

Going to the nearest library to check out another book.

Some authors always have a story that must be told.

With each chapter you wonder how the plot will unfold.

Some scenes penned with perfect descriptive detail

Intrigue in author’s words captivate you without fail

With some authors, there’s magic in the tales they weave.

History, romance, close your eyes and there’s make believe.

Page after page, the author has you under their spell.

We go with the author who always has a tale to tell.

For me to really get in shape, I have to do the daily reps.

For me that means doing an impossible number of steps.

Step, step getting tired, must step out another ten

Walk, walk, don’t run, back and forth, now do it again.

And when I check all the stats on my Fitbit

My well being fitness ego takes another hit.

Take your Tylenol. hit the gym and don’t complain.

Muscles hurt, knees ache, smile and ignore the pain

Set your goals and don’t you ever compromise.

It’s time to get out of the house and exercise.

Before the dreams of getting in shape go up in thin air.

Time has come for me to leave the comfort of this chair.

Are there stories that our children will tell?

Word for word repeated in a magic spell.

Family history seen and told from a child’s eyes.

Grandpa’s bedtime tales, woven with truth and lies.

Old stories that we love and cherish

New stories to create and embellish

Ghost stories from camp to give you a scare.

Yes, there are tales you shouldn’t repeat anywhere.

Watch them work their words with great concentration

Tales of fact and fiction created by the next generation

With some kid’s stories, no doubt you will shed a sad tear

Listen carefully, there’s a lesson in every kid’s story you hear.