Friday, December 24, 2021

LoriAnn

Holiday Poem Collection

Merry Christmas From Heaven

This Very Special Poem was read the first year we lost our mother at Christmastime. Written by John Mooney the Poem Card reads:
I still hear the songs, I still see the lights I still feel your love on cold wintry nights I still share your hopes and all of your cares I'll even remind you to still say your prayers I just want to tell you, you still make me proud You stand head and shoulders above all the crowd Keep trying each moment to stay in his grace I came here before you to help set your place You don't have to be perfect all the time He forgives you the slip, if you continue the climb To my family and friends Please be thankful today I'm still close beside you, In a new special way I love you all dearly Now don't shed a tear Cause I'm spending my Christmas with Jesus this year.

Help Wanted

Santa needs new reindeer.
The first bunch has grown old.
Dasher has arthritis;
Comet hates the cold.

Prancer's sick of staring
at Dancer's big behind.
Cupid married Blitzen
and Donder lost his mind.

Dancer's mad at Vixen
for stepping on his toes.
Vixen's being thrown out—
she laughed at Rudolph's nose.

If you are a reindeer
we hope you will apply.
There is just one tricky part:
You must know how to fly.

By Timothy Tocher

The First Christmas

It never snows at Christmas in that dry and dusty land.
Instead of freezing blizzards, there are palms and drifting sands,
and years ago a stable and a most unusual star
and three wise men who followed it, by camel, not by car,
while, sleepy on the quiet hills, a shepherd gave a cry.
He'd seen a crowd of angels in the silent starlit sky.
In the stable, ox and ass stood very still and calm
and gazed upon the baby, safe and snug in Mary's arms.
And Joseph, lost in shadows, face lit by an oil lamp's glow
stood wondering, that first Christmas Day, two thousand years ago

By Marian Swinger



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Saturday, December 18, 2021

LoriAnn

Gingerbread Man...

If you're lonely tonight and your heart is breaking,
and you're wishing for companionship because your body is aching, then you can count on him for the warmth you're craving.

His heart is loyal and true, never misbehaving.
He never cheats, never steals, never lies. Go ahead and try him.

Look in his eyes. He'll calmly listen when you speak, a cheery smile on his candy cheeks.
 He doesn't say much, but he tries to understand, and there's no doubt about it, he'll feel right in your hand.

So tall, dark, and handsome, he's endlessly warm
and enticing, good enough to top with vanilla icing.

Yes, he's a gingerbread man, a man with charm and class; never a bore, never crass.

Some may say he's brainless but his heart is so yummy, that he more than makes up for being a dummy.

Maybe he won't give you a night that you'll never forget, but he could be the best man you've ever had yet.

"Gingerbread Man," written by Bobette Bryan, 2003

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Monday, December 13, 2021

LoriAnn

12 Days Of Whimsical Images

12 Images will automatically scroll-thru on this slideshow
Images Courtesy of aLighthouse
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Saturday, December 4, 2021

LoriAnn

Twelve Days of Christmas Mail


On the twelfth day of Christmas
my mailman brought to me:

twelve bills demanding,
eleven catalogs a selling,
ten credit card offers,
nine junk mail circulars,
eight vacation deals,
seven medical bills,
six refinance rejections,
FIVE SHUT OFF NOTICES,
four long distance offers,
three outrageous tax bills,
two insurance suspension notices,
and a huge credit card bill!
"Twelve Days of Mail," written by Bobette Bryan, 2003

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Wednesday, December 1, 2021

LoriAnn

Paul Harvey - “A Christmas Memory”

10-year-old Charlie was out with his mom during his Christmas vacation. The family had earlier decided to spend some time in the countryside. Charlie was surprised to find how lovely the white snow looked, unlike the busy streets where the snow was blackened by the heavy traffic.

His mom had asked him if he wanted to go for a car ride, to which Charlie readily agreed. So, the mom and son drove down the snow-laden lane. However, as they drove by, it began snowing heavily a mile down the road. Their car slid to one side of the road into the shallow snow drift.

Charlie thought it was fun, while his mother smiled at him and tried to reverse the car, but it was useless. Unfortunately, the car was stuck. Thankfully, there was a house nearby. The strangers were friendly and allowed them to use the phone, and soon some people came to rescue the adventurers.

Master storyteller Paul Harvey shares “A Christmas Memory”


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