Time in the Sun

Beach umbrellas
So much trouble
Pound it deep
In place to keep
Wind blows
Oh no!
Inside out
No shade's about
Make it shorter
Hang towels on border
So far OK
Hasn't blown away
Guess we'll stay
Resting in its shade

Five Little Words

I stayed at a house quite near the beach
With the ocean and the boardwalk just out of reach
While resting on its porch in the shade of the trees
Came a command from the boards drifting on the breeze
That's indigenous to Wildwood, "Watch the tram car please!"

From 11 A.M. until midnight each day
Warning the people to move out of its way
The trams have been running since 1949
When they first started running it cost only a dime
What a bargain that must have been at that time

Did, "Watch the tram car please" get on my nerves?
I heard it so often that it only went to serve
As part of the music and rhythm that was background for the beaches
Like the days announcements and music heard over speakers
It became backdrop and trams used it only as it was needed

When you tell someone you've been to Wildwood the first thing they say
Is "Watch the tram car please," and I smile and turn away
And the memories come rushing back of that tram car running its two mile track
And  warning people to move out of its way as it ran forth and back
"Watch the tram car please!" Brings pleasant memories with a smile that cracks

Keeping Watch

Me
I cried and cried until I was dry inside

As days pressed on it began to subside

Cleaning and scrubbing still couldn’t remove

Flashes of hurt and anger that wouldn’t be soothed

I raged and I prayed, how could You let this be?

Was there a plan in all this that I couldn’t see?

Was all the drama I endured these past few years for nothing?

Was any sign of love just bluffing?

God
You replied that it was time to let go

You have taught him all that you know.

It’s just him and Me now, it's how it needs to be

He’ll take his bumps and bruises but he will see

I’ve been there all along waiting patiently

Guiding his steps and stating gently

It’s time young man to spread My word

Come along young man, be My voice and be heard

New Storm Door

We need a new storm door
The glass is loose and could fall on the floor
I've glued and taped it for a short term fix
Someone's coming to check the damage
No lies, no tricks
We went to the super home fix it yourself stores
There were styles and colors and different prices galore
"Are you doing it yourself or can we install?
If we can be of help just give us a call."
It was such a simple job
Now it's really quite a movement
Why it's not just a door
It's a capitol improvement!