Poems to Share

Chicago weather forecast, a moving target at best.
Always observing the winds coming from the west.
Partly sunny, partly cloudy, what’s the call today?
Can’t you feel the rain clouds moving this way?
Out the window, I see the skies turning grey.
So what does the latest model forecast say?
Which model forecast will be correct?
What does your weather radar detect?
Rain or snow, always  a few degrees apart.
Weather forecast, a science that can be an art.
Remember, if you have a schedule to arrange,
Chicago weather is always subject to change.

For the last four years, I have posted this on Memorial Day. If you have those dear to you serving , I hope they are safe. For all those that serve or have served, thank you.

Memorial Day, are there lost friends to fondly remember?
Someone special who was an Armed Forces member.
We honor our lost soldiers with parades and songs,
They journeyed the world to battle evil and wrongs.
Do we value the freedom we have because of those that serve.
They faced foreign elements with courage and nerve.
Sometimes we wonder what will history say,
About the wars and conflicts we fought today.
We cover many a coffin with red, white and blue,
Trying to honor fallen heroes with their due.
We never take for granted the rights and freedoms we enjoy,
Those freedoms are ours, because of many a soldier girl or boy.

Fifty five years ago, Susan became my wife.
There is no way she couldn’t be in my life.
Tears of joy and some sadness to share along the way.
Wedding posts to share make it seem like yesterday.
The generations before us gave us lessons to learn.
The generations that follow us are now our concern.
Sometimes, to make the other laugh, you play the clown.
Always there for the other, when a hurt takes one down.
Pulling for the home team, reading and always dining out,
Movies to watch, trips to take, it’s the life we are all about.
Children and grandchildren, there are always stories to tell.
Fifty five years later, there is still much love in this magic spell.

Florence and Pearl were so different but alike in the bond and love they shared with family. Either very vocal or quiet and watching, you just knew that they had your back at all times. Mother’s Day in a few days and thinking of both of these loving mothers.

I remember my mother and my mother in law.
Family love, they had the best you ever saw.
Sometimes, just a look and you know what they meant.
They have that talent when there’s a message to be sent.
Maybe it’s their child’s voice that a mother hears.
Never be surprised at what reaches her ears.
No matter what you did or truly deserved,
A hot meal was always waiting to be served.
A warm hug, a loving smile, a kiss on the cheek.
They are all yours, every day in the any week.

With all the police officers that have lost their lives and the numbers increasing, I want to offer a reminder to all who drive on highways to be more aware of your driving habits.  No verse is going to change everyone but perhaps one word or line will make you stop and think when you are next on the interstate or local roads.

We salute those who make our highways safe for everyone.
Watching, helping and patrolling until each day is done.
It is past time for all of us to do our part.
No more texting while driving, be smart.
Slow down, move over when you see flashing lights.
Use more care when driving on the dark rainy nights.
We can all be more courteous when on our highways
Watch out for workers on those construction days.
When in doubt about your ability, don’t drive.
Please work with us to keep all officers alive.

To slow down your daily travel hustle,
Mother Natures flexes her winter muscle.
Those little white flakes continue to fall.
Causing so many travel plans to stall.
Plow trucks are out doing their thing.
Waiting for what tomorrow may bring.
Who is open and who is closed today?
Skies are almost clear but oh so gray.
Weather forecast shows another storm.
Time to stay in, hot drink, safe and warm.