Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Windchill -40 degrees...

January 30, 2008

Batten down the hatches
A blizzard's coming through!
Pay attention to the scratches
at the door of doggy, do!

Here it comes, an icy blast;
Beware the great barrage!
Of bitter cold and windy gale
And frozen pop in the garage!

I cannot stand this winter cold;
It’s 57 in my kitchen.
Is it me, am I just getting old?
Can YOU cook in a mitten?

They called and said no work today.
Didn’t let it get to my head.
I surely can’t go out to play
So I’m going back to bed!

Sunday, January 27, 2008


A busy boy comes to my house to play,
and he keeps me running all the day!

He runs, he jumps, he shoots the ball!
And he plays at the easel in the hall.

He loves his collection of matchbox cars;
The red and the black and the shiny blue.
He shares the fun with Tazzie, his dog,
Did I hear him say "Doggy, you play too!"

A little boy comes to my house to play,
and we love to hide and seek!
His giggle and laugh keep the "blues" at bay. he is, take a peek!