MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Thirty-one

Yesterday I received sad news before 9:00am a very special person from my past had passed away.  Bad news before 9:00am in the morning, sets the tone for the rest of the day or so according to my step-grandmother, Katie.  I had not been in any contact with this person in years, but they did cross my mind every now and then.  I gave this man the title of “Uncle” for some reason as did two other friends.  He was a very dedicated individual to veterans as well as the American Legion.  I decided to compose a piece for today in his memory.  It’s going to be part of my new collection of patriotic poems.  I constructed the poem yesterday to post in the blog today.  After the news received it gave me more meaning to the Memorial Service I held on the original Memorial Day date (May 30).  I went outside, placed my flag in front of my residence; read the poem I composed for this individual; read another piece: had a few moments of silence; said a prayer and played “TAPS” from my IPHONE. After going back inside, my husband and I opened a beer in honor and tribute to Fred Wagner. I thought again about him this morning.  It made me realize we need to try to keep in touch as much as possible with those in our lives we may have not been in contact with for awhile.  As this man was WWII (as well as Korean) veteran; I wondered how many WWII vets remain.  I know we lost one who was a member of my AMVETS Post back in April.  

Today is another day, the last of May.  June begins tomorrow and I realize it’s been 75 days since I’ve been out to see people at the veterans clubs.  

Until next time....have a Blessed Sunday and don’t forget to 😃 smile; it’s NATIONAL SMILE DAY. 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

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Day 31....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

 I still feel sad from yesterday’s news about 

    “Uncle” Fred Wagner....i seemed to call 

     him that along with Ree Ann and Dave M.

A wonderful person....a Marine, a Veteran 

     and Legionnaire

Another World War II veteran gone....I 

     wonder how many remain?....my Amvets 

           Post lost one in April 

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         A MARINE SLUMBERS IN PEACE

          ©  Scottie-ann Murphy 

      (May 30, 2020....In Memory of Fred 

                   Wagner)

                  

Received sad news yesterday from a friend 

   I read on Facebook before 9:00am

Disturbing information before that time of 

       day 

Puts me into a blue mood and funky way

The sorrowful news after reading it, I cried

Fred Wagner, a Marine, a veteran and 

       Legionnaire, he had died

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A wonderful person now rests under a     

     grassy covered mound

A veteran who served his country with pride 

     and honor 

In the fields of battle in World War II and    

          Korea

Giving his all each day....fighting for 

     freedom for those oppressed 

Marine his military title....later known as 

       Veteran in civilian life 

Dedicated to the American Legion....

      Post Commander

           Central Vice Commander 

         Commander of Department of     

                 Pennsylvania

Now called for duty by the Supreme 

     Commander to Post Everlasting 

We thank you Fred for your service to our 

        country....

          dedication to the American Legion

                and to our veterans

May you slumber in peace 

                 Semper Fi

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Thirty

 

Can’t believe this is the last Saturday of the month. Where did May go?  It’s not like I did anything spectacular all month.  I am hoping June will be better and things can get partially back to some type of normal.  

May 30th was Decoration Day.  As a kid I remember having the day off school whether it’d be a Monday, Tuesday or so forth.  I remember when it was changed to being called Memorial Day and being on the last Monday of May.  I still don’t like the fact it’s a three day holiday; but that’s my opinion.  Today’s reflection centered on the possibility of having another service to honor our heroes later in the morning.  

My poem today centers around an individual going to sit at the lake to watch the sunrise and bowing their head in prayer. The narrator feels serene and at peace and decides to make the lake part of their routine from here on out.  We sometimes find we need to take time out for moments of quietness;  I find comfort after I pray and make it a part of my mornings and evenings.  Adding a new routine to our life and possibly removing another is what keeps us going.  I don’t like feeling stuck doing the same old but like to up my game when I can.  Today I do plan to do another Memorial Service as the one I did on Memorial Day it was drizzling.  This time it should be fine.  Hopefully my neighbors will be out and able to participate from of course a distance.  This is another Lake Jackson poem; which I’ll add to my collection. More about that in another blog. 

Until next time....it’s National Creativity Day; try to be creative if you can. 

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Day 30....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

Today is the May 30th....the original 

    Memorial Day....once known as 

        Decoration Day

I’m thinking about my own personal way to 

    honor the day....perhaps I’ll do another private Memorial Service outside at home 

       again

The weather app shows no rain till later in    

        the day....hopefully my neighbors will 

             be outside to participate today 

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               NEW PLANS 

              © Scottie-ann Murphy

I watched as the suns first rays brighten up 

      the day

Sitting on the lake dock I bowed my head to 

      pray

I thanked the Lord for seeing me through 

      another night

Then thanked Him for the sunrise, a truly 

      beautiful sight

As I spent the time with our Lord in prayer

I thanked Him for his all loving care 

His guidance to always help me through 

Times of troubles and when I feel blue

The day then appeared much brighter 

         somehow

After my time in prayer;  I do know now

We all need to take the time to     

     contemplate 

What lies ahead in our lives and what’s our 

      fate

As I watched the sunrise on a new born day

I sat at the lake dock and I did pray

My sunrise time with the Lord was quite      

       serene 

I plan to make this a part of my daily    

      routine 

  

MAY DAYS of FUN..... Day Twenty-Nine

The week seem to speed by.  Odd as I really did not do anything special.  I wrote a poem a day; blog and my daily reflections.  I’m looking forward to getting back out again places.  Today I have plans to venture out into the world. Hurray!  If only to do errands.  I want to still be safe from the crowds still.  People need to still keep safe distance but everyone is entitled to their opinion on the subject.  Even though I’m not out at the Amvets as most Fridays I still am wearing my RED shirt and RED wrist band.  I still send a reminder on social media to inform everyone also.  It’s my thing and my daily reflection for the day.  

  The 🌇 sunset/🌅 sunrise poem comes from a romantic gesture in my poem  “ALL OR NOTHING” that is in my book of love poems.  One gesture is to view every sunrise and sunset together.  For some reason it popped into my head yesterday about doing a poem based on that idea.  I’ve always enjoyed the sunset with all the splendid hues.  I’ve had the opportunity to view it while looking out the large picture window of my VFW Post as the sun sets over Lake Jackson.  In the morning I can walk down to the lake and watch as the sun rises.  I am hoping to view the setting sun again when the VFW reopens and perhaps find inspiration for another Lake Jackson poem. 

Until next time....it’s Friday wear the RED!

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Day 29....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

Friday....where did the week go?....all my 

     days just roll one into the next

But it’s Friday....day for the wearing of the 

     RED....Remember Everyone Deployed

It’s my Friday thing....remind everyone on 

       social media to don their RED

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             SUNSET....SUNRISE 

            ©  Scottie-ann Murphy

The sun is setting, let’s you and I view

Reds, yellows, pinks and purplish hues

As the day slowly falls into the night

The setting sun is a wondrous sight

Hand in hand we will observe from at the 

      lake

Plans for tomorrow together we will make

To meet again before the rising sun

Viewing the sunrise together would be fun

We will watch as another day arrives

Both of us thanking God to be alive

To enjoy the beauty of a brand new day

As we look eastward for the sun’s first ray

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-eight

 Short Read today

I read the other day the BOSCOV store in downtown Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania will be reopening after the shut down.  When I lived in that area that was one of my favorite places to shop especially at Christmas time.  The other store I enjoyed  is no longer in that area is BON-TON.  The BON-TON was more of an upscale store in my opinion.  That was my ‘go to’ store for wedding shower and baby shower gifts.  One reason was they had free gift wrapping.  Such a sad state the BON-TON is no longer there.  There is just something about BOSCOV store that I enjoy.  I always found the most interesting items there.  They once had a campaign that said “Did you BOSCOV today?”

It always sticks in my mind when I see someone from that area posting on social media about shopping there. For some reason I thought of this when I woke up. No doubt many will be glad to get out to the stores again but I did read that this store has precautions in play.  

My porch poem comes from an image of summer and lazy afternoons.  An old swing hung on a porch where two friends sit and chat.  I have a swing out in my side yard. I like to go out there on occasion to sit and read with a glass of wine.  My neighbor’s cat finds it a comfy place to rest.  No problem with that. 

Until next time....I’ll have shopping memories of BOSCOV today; perhaps I’ll sit in my swing and enjoy my thoughts 

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Day 28....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

I read that BOSCOV will be reopening again 

    in Wilkes-Barre....loved shopping there

BOSCOV was one of my favorites place to   

     shop next to the no longer there 

      BON-TON....shopping memories 

Wonder if everyone will be glad to get out 

     to shop at BOSCOV....sure I’ll be asking 

     friends and family....”Did You BOSCOV     

           today?”

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                   PORCH DAY

           ©    Scottie-ann Murphy

Let’s sit on the porch on the old wooden 

        swing

Drink a cup of coffee, glass of wine or just 

        anything

We can talk and laugh about the days gone 

        by

Happy times and long lost loves who made 

       us cry

A lazy afternoon with nothing special to do

Enjoying the sunshine and the clear sky of 

        blue

Let our minds just wander to happy things

As we sit on the porch on the old wooden 

      swing 

It’s always enjoyable spending time with a 

      friend 

Like a circle....our friendship has no end

Sharing sad times, hopes and our utmost 

         dreams

As we sit on the porch on the old wooden 

        swing

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-seven

Again my poem comes from my life.  My mind was a jumbled mess yesterday.  I took a stroll outdoors then thought of things that make me smile.  Sometimes we need to unplug from our devices; get away from our surroundings and unwind.  My unwind is generally looking out into the lake.  I stare across the lake and wonder if there is someone on the opposite shore doing the same. I take a few deep breaths and think of things that make me happy. It’s my favorite things list.  After about fifteen minutes my head clears and I can return back to my surroundings.  

I noticed the wacky holiday today and thoughts of childhood came to mind.  On a hot summer day I’d have half a popsicle; one of my step-siblings had the other half. My favorite flavor was cherry with grape a close second and then lime and root beer.  I could see in my mind this morning how the popsicle would drip onto the sidewalk; my hands getting sticky. We’d put on the hose to wash off our hands and drink from the hose. Kid today sure are missing out on the fun.  I think about these things every now and then.  My favorite pass time during play time was looking in empty lots for soda bottles to take back to the store for cash.  One summer my friend (she lived in apartment across the hall from us) we went to an empty overgrown lot and found a ton of soda bottles left by older kids (teens who hung there at night).  We took her wagon and filled a bucket with water. Found bottles washed them if dirty and returned to the store.  Over the summer we ended up close to ten dollars a piece during different times. That was great as I had extra money for ice cream or whatever.  I saved the daily money my parents gave us each day for snacks.  I hid my money well from my step-siblings inside my little storage chest where I kept my books.  As they were not into reading they’d never bother snooping in that place.  I think of this as it’s popsicle day.  Sometimes childhood memories are fun to revisit sometimes not. 

Until next time....enjoy a popsicle today. 

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Day 27....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

A grape popsicle would be tasty today....I 

       notice it’s National Grape Popsicle 

       Day....of course I’d have to break it in 

          half to share

A summertime treat on a hot afternoon....

     always around three...how it dripped 

            on the sidewalk 

Sticky hands....washed under the 

     hose....we’d take a drink of water from 

       the hose also....kids today don’t know 

          what they’re missing 

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            HAPPY THOUGHTS 

          ©  Scottie-ann Murphy 

My mind is whirling 

With thoughts tumbling like clothes in a 

       dryer

Twisting together....one jumbled mess of 

        fragments 

I am unable to unscramble them into 

        coherency 

No rhyme or reason....they do not make       

     sense

I must clear my head....but how?

Unplug from the world....if only for fifteen 

         minutes 

A walk outside....a stroll to Lake Jackson

I’ll stare out to search the opposite shore

  Is someone looking back to me from 

      across the way?

Do they feel as if their mind too is a jigsaw   

      puzzle of pieces needing to be put back 

       together? 

Will they find solace standing along the 

       shore just staring across the way?

Deep breathes....happy thoughts will ease 

         my mind 

Things that make me smile when I’m 

         troubled 

    butterflies 🦋....

         a field of sunflowers🌻....

               kittens 🐱....

                 colorful autumn leaves🍂 🍁....

                  and a walk in the rain ☔️ with you

Works every time  

          

 

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-six

Memorial Day was rainy off and on all day.  I was up early thanks to my one neighbor who came over at 6:30 to drop off something to us.  I guess she saw a light on so figured we’d be up and about.  About 10:00 I headed outside to do personal services with my husband as we paid tribute to those who fallen upon the field of battle.  We stood in a light drizzle as we both placed a flag in our front yard; read a poem each; said a prayer then held a few moments of silence.  We then pulled up “TAPS” on YouTube and listened.  After going back inside, we opened a cold beer to toast our fallen heroes.  It’s what we would have done if at a service at one of the vets clubs.  At 3:00pm we went outside to sound “TAPS” again hoping more in the neighborhood would be out but again it drizzled so it was my husband, myself and my neighbor’s dog who usually barks at me but he was quiet, as if he knew why we were out there  I did miss honoring and paying tribute with those assembled at the vets clubs; but we did what we must do. 

Today’s poems were from my wearing the tiara in Sunday while staying indoors.  I had planned to sit outside Sunday but the weather did not permit it to be.  The piece I wrote reflected my day as well as what I ended up reading.  I dedicated it to the two self-published authors whose works I read; Terry’s haikus and rereading Sharon’s book which I have not read in years. Again these come from life events which means they’ll go in the memories collection. 

Until next time....have a nice day. 

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Day 26....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

It’s early morn and I’m thinking about the 

     rainy Memorial Day weather from 

       yesterday....off and on drizzle all day  

My plans not affected....I did my personal 

    tribute in the wet weather....after all, our 

       troops don’t take a day off due to the 

             rain

Looking at weather app...shows rain again today....it’s 4:00am.....I’m going back to 

      sleep 

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                  QUEEN FOR A DAY 

           ©   Scottie-ann Murphy

I wore my tiara on International Tiara Day

  Sitting on the couch, my own 

       personal throne 

Just reading ebooks on my Kindle

     I was the queen inside my home 

Posted a selfie on Facebook

     to inform others about the day

Waited for comments from my friends 

      wondering what would they say 

It’s fun doing to do things off the wall

      celebrating wacky/weird holidays

Can’t wait to see what June will bring

   as there were really fun ones during May

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                 Solace In Books

           ©  Scottie-ann Murphy 

     (Dedicate to Terry Samson 

        and Sharon Sager)

The dreary Sunday morning weather

    made me feel blah

Being stuck inside....not much fun

  Rain showers canceled my plans 

  but I had books I could read

    I had coffee to perk me up

The dreary Sunday afternoon weather 

    made me feel blah

Still stuck inside....not much fun

   Rain showers continued....canceling my 

              plans

    but I had books to read

      I had lemon water to drink

The dreary Sunday early evening weather

     made me feel blah

Still unable to venture outdoors

  Rain continued to ruin my plans 

    but I had books to read

      I had wine to drink

Books....the constant in my day

    I read a few of Terry’s haikus

Then began to reread Sharon’s book again

     Danielle’s story always made me smile 

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-five

Today is Memorial Day.  As in past years I’ve composed a poem for the day: dedicated to either family member who served in the military or family member of a friend who served in the military.  This year it’s my husband’s uncle and his cousin. The other is for another family member and an acquaintance from my Amvets Post. Old Bill, as he was known, was one of the few remaining World War II veterans at the post.  

I actually composed these pieces a few days ago for today. That day, as again this morning, my thoughts centered around people saying Happy Memorial Day.  As you can read in the poem and daily reflections I am not a fan of saying Happy Memorial Day but that’s my opinion and my prerogative to feel so.  Today, as many places are not holding services, please take a moment to remember those who have given their lives in the service of our country.  This morning posted the poem on the Facebook page of my Amvets for our followers to read. 

Until next time....as it’s National Hamburger Day if you desire enjoy one; it’s also National Wine Day do lift a glass to those who gave their lives for us to enjoy the freedoms we enjoy. 

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        Day 25....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

I hope no one tries to wish me a HAPPY 

    MEMORIAL DAY....Today is not a day of 

      celebration....but some will still post 

        those words on social media...just tell 

            me Good Morning or Good Day

There is nothing happy about a day we 

      remember those who died in the service 

            of our country....of course that’s my     

               personal opinion

I will take time for a few moments of silence 

     to all who have gone before....They Gave 

          Their All 

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               NO HAPPY GREETINGS

            ©  Scottie-ann Murphy

   (Dedicated to Reese “Ozzie” Phillips and    

              Frank McGill)

Memorial Day IS NOT a day of celebration 

Do not wish me a HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY

It’s a solemn day to honor those who 

        made the ultimate sacrifice 

The ones who served our nation with honor

       and pride

Never faltering or shirking in their duties

Upon foreign soil they fought for the rights

  so all may live without tyranny 

The day is not about picnics, barbecues, 

   lake and park outings

It’s a day to remember those who slumber 

      under grassy covers mounds Who....without reservation....left behind 

      their family and friends to fight for      

         liberty never knowing how their day 

              would end

 DO NOT wish me a HAPPY MEMORIAL Day

Instead....express your gratitude to those 

      who have given their all

Pay tribute with a few moments of silence

   remembering always those who shed their 

     blood....not for glory....but for freedom

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                 THANK YOU 

          ©   Scottie-ann Murphy

             (Dedicated to James McGill 

           and Old Bill from VFW Post 4300)

In the air, on land and sea

In the desert, in the jungle and on 

             mountains 

Brave men and women fought the foe

   Off to war they proudly marched the 

          G.I. Janes and Joes

Giving their all to our nation

    Wherever they would be

Preserving the right for freedoms sake

    For everyone not just for you and me

Pershing upon the field of battle

   With pride did they heroically serve 

Today we will pay them honor

     For that is what they do deserve

Today a grateful nation pays tribute 

    To thank those who have sacrificed 

We lower the flags to half mast, 

     fire a twenty-gun volley 

             and sound “Taps”

One way we say “Thank You” for the 

           freedoms in our life 

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-four

Right now I’m so done with it; this stay at home thing. As I’ve said I miss my veterans clubs and those I see.  I miss playing TAP TV at one of my favorite locally owned businesses.  I miss going to a thrift store to browse and support the church that runs it. I miss sitting in a locally owned restaurant and I above all miss church. 

I thought about the saying about being as welcome as an outhouse breeze when I awoke again at 4:30am.  The Corona Virus is that definitely.  I’m looking forward to when I can again hug, hug, hug everyone. Until then I can send people virtual hugs via social media.  The poem about the line in a book is true.  Reading awhile back I remembered the line and made a notation of it.  Thought later on down the way I’d use it in a writing.  I thought about it this morning when I woke up.  Hurried to get out my thoughts and actually the changed line as to how my husband thought it should be.  What an insult being compared to a smell of an outhouse in mid-July; imagine it if you will.  I personally know a few people who I can add to that category.  Which means,yes, another verse for my memories.  

The second piece is definitely going in my collection of memories.  I will NOT be attending any Memorial Day events due to the no large gathering of people.  I wrote my poem that I would have read at services already.  You can read it Monday in the blog.  I will though go outside and place my flag in front; say a prayer; read the poem I composed for this year and have moment of silence.  Hopefully my neighbor’s will be out to join me (6 feet apart). This morning I thank the Lord for giving me a new day.  

Until next time....have a very blessed Sunday.  Oh it’s International Tiara Day....if you have a tiara wear it proudly as I plan to do so. Plus I’m putting a selfie of me wearing it on Facebook. 

Day 24....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

Corona Virus is about as welcome as an 

    outhouse breeze in the middle of      

       July....so true

It’s getting to everyone....stay at home....six 

    feet apart....wear your mask

I can’t wait to hug my pals again....share a 

      beverage....go play Tap TV....till then I       

          wait 

                SAYING IT BEST 

         ©   Scottie-ann Murphy 

‘She’s about as welcome as an outhouse     

                 breeze’

A line I read one time in a book 

Yet when I try to use the saying 

I get some really strange looks 

The poor individual who is the SHE

Not very well liked by her group

They called her a total witchy witch 

As many a friend she did dupe

Such a nasty insult about a friend 

 I had to read further to find out why

The shoe did fit and she wore it well 

I found out the truth, my oh my 

I’ll change the saying and some words

To use when the need comes up....as I 

Feel some people truly indeed are 

  ‘about as welcome as an outhouse breeze 

       in the middle of July’

        REMEMBER HOWEVER YOU CAN

           ©  Scottie-ann Murphy 

The Memorial Day weekend has begun

This year how different it will be

Many veterans groups will forgo services

Due to the ‘stay at home order/quarantine 

Large gatherings at this time are not 

               yet allowed 

We all must be at least six feet apart

And don’t forget the mask to cover the face

Best that we all stay put where we are 

Memorial Day....a prayer I will say

Read from my book, a patriotic poem

Give a few moments of silence to those 

         who died

All this I’ll do safely from home

I will miss everyone at the veterans   

     clubs 

 Who all attend to pay their respects 

At services where we get together 

To pay tribute with our sincere regrets

It doesn’t matter this year how you 

   remember 

Those heroes who served, who fought and 

            died

Just do something to honor them on 

      Memorial Day

As they served our nation with pride 

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-three

Today is Saturday and I’m up early.  I think about repeating my childhood thing and have cold cereal and watch cartoons.  I did this a few weeks ago.  It was fun to do.  With not any place special to go, I can’t see why I’m up so early these days.  

The first poem just came to me after seeing a squirrel the other day. No idea why it was in a hurry and for some reason this came to mind about a love that ended quickly; I had the voice of the piece having taken back and forgiven the man before but deciding whether this time she will.  As in a few other pieces I composed it’s up to the reader to make that decision on how they would like the piece to end.  The other piece conveys an individual unable to speak their mind.  They are garbling words not getting the point across.  It could be how many have a hard time expressing feelings.  The best advice is to think about what you want to say; convey your true feelings and come clean.  In a way this piece can go hand in hand with the other; if you see it that way. 

Odd how times I have trouble with writers block but other times things pop in my head. 

Maybe these early morning wake-ups are good for me. 

Until next time....enjoy your Saturday.  I know I will at least for a few hours while I have my cereal and watch cartoons.  Yes coffee is always a must. 

Day 23....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

Up and about early....don’t ask why....I have 

        no clue

But I think again I’ll repeat my Saturday    

       from a few weeks ago....I’ll be a kid 

       again....cold cereal....watch cartoons

             on tv

Thank goodness I get the Boomerang 

       channel....Bugs, Daffy, Sylvester and     

       Tweety....Tom and Jerry....my morning is 

           all

Day 23 Poem

                NOT a CHANCE                 

             ©  Scottie-ann Murphy 

I watched a squirrel scurry up a tree

Wondering why it’s hurrying so fast

Thought about how you left me so quickly

And memories from my long ago past

A rainy day in the old lake cottage 

We sat listening to music on the radio

An inside picnic we were forced to enjoy

Since the storm canceled plans on the patio

Oh how like the scurrying squirrel 

You hurried right out of my life 

Needing space is what you said to me

Leaving me in a world full of strife 

But now you’re back in my sphere again

Wanting to renew what we once had

This should make me overly happy

And I really should be extremely glad 

Do I want to give you my heart once more?

Do I feel I could trust you to stay?

The thoughts tumble around in my mind

I am uncertain just what I should say

So I guess like the scurrying squirrel 

I should hurry to give you my true feelings

Took you back once, then did it twice

Well three times is not very appealing

                SPEAKING CLEARLY 

            ©   Scottie-ann Murphy

Words.....words....garbled words is all I hear

      Blah..blah..blah..blah..blah

I don’t really understand what you’re trying 

           to convey 

Talking around in circles you are

Just take a moment to collect your    

      thoughts

Then try again to speak coherently 

Thought out words are much easier to get 

       the point across

Tell it like it is....true feelings spoken 

      better than a pack of lies 

MAY DAYS of FUN....Day Twenty-two

Today’s blog may be a tad long.  First today is National Poppy Day; it’s always the Friday before Memorial Day.  Usually during this weekend many American Legion posts would be out and about with poppy drives; but with the way things are right now that is impossible.  Every year I purchase poppies in May from the Legion.  I will hang them from my purse and tack one on the hat I’m wearing.  Many in the younger generation have no clue about the poppy. Years ago I wrote a piece about when my one grandson found one discarded in the street.  At the time he was five and both my husband and I explained about it to him.  This year the idea of the Poppy Day piece came into my head at one in the morning. I woke up with the information on my mind and typed up the piece. (I did need to research the correct date).  It is sort of a history as well. This morning I downloaded a poppy clip art, printed it off and taped to the outside of my door.  My daily reflections centered around this also. The piece I wrote about the birds came easily as I heard them outside when I woke up. The birdsong for some reason triggered a memory but I think that memory was on top of my memory bank due to a few text messages the other day.  I did not have a happy childhood.  I’m not ashamed to mention this.  I just wanted to be loved by a mother who had me out of wedlock; accepted by her new husband’s family.  I always felt the outsider.  Enough said. So I use to think the birds were lucky to fly away at anytime.  I wrote this piece very quickly as I sat on my bed this morning after prayers and pre-coffee time.  We all have our crosses to bear I guess. I had mine.  Memorial Day weekend begins tomorrow.   It will be different this year for sure. 

Until next time....have a good day and as it’s Friday don’t forget to wear your RED to Remember Everyone Deployed. 

🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

Day 22.....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

Friday before Memorial Day....it’s NATIONAL   

    POPPY DAY....but this year no poppies to 

          be found

It’s such a sad state of affairs with this 

      Corona Virus....the Legion can not be 

           holding their poppy drives

I can always download a clip art picture of a 

      poppy and print it off....tape it to the 

            outside of my door....to remember all 

              who gave their all 

🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅     

              BIRDS SO FREE

               ©   Scottie-ann Murphy

Birds tweeting outside my window in the 

      early morn 

Their song is Nature’s music to my ear

They sing to me about the sunshine and

        a what beautiful Friday it will be 

Bird song takes me back to my childhood      

     when I would go out to play and see the 

          birds perched high up in the trees

               with no cares in the world

They were free to fly away whenever they 

       wanted to another branch on a different 

         tree....no one stopping them from 

              taking flight

How I envied their freedom to just leave

I wished at times I was a bird able to flee to 

   go  elsewhere.....

           somewhere......

                anyplace......

                 where I could be content

But I was stuck with my two feet on the 

        ground

Taking things in stride....wishing to be 

    loved....yearning to be appreciated 

And looking forward to the day I can fly 

       away like the birds 

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                     POPPY DAY 

             ©   Scottie-ann Murphy

Perhaps many do not know the story 

              or why it came to be 

Our schools....do not they not teach this 

             anymore in history class? 

Papaveraceae the family name....Papaver 

           Rhoeas name given by science

People just don’t understand the 

         significance of the flower 

Yet everyone must have seen one during 

      certain times of the year....the POPPY

Day it became the official flower of the 

      American Legion, September 27, 1920

A symbol of the sacrifices made by those 

     who gave their lives for our 

                nation....Friday before Memorial 

                   Day designated as 

                          National Poppy Day

You can remember those who have served 

         and died by wearing one proudly....the 

                   POPPY