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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

It was just yesterday
the now half empty
was completely full
with cookies and candy.
The living room
too is changed,
everything rearranged
and absent the tree
with gifts.
Not one shred
of evidence
that Christmas is
only one single day past.
It seems that time
has won something.
It may be that
I am racing,
not clear on what
the end will be
or what I am trying
to prevent.
A waltz perhaps,
dancing us two,
taking arms to reach
and legs to sweep
everything away.
Time can move
with such ease
and moves us
steadily along
or held tight
within its grip,
but we are moved
rather wanted or not.
It has the lead
and sure to win,
time.

Copyrighted December 26, 2005 Cynthia E. Jones

Labels: poetry

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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Candy Canes are the final touch on the tree I see
with gifts covered in paper, ribbon and bow.

Every year is clearly marked with love and memories.
This one no different, and as cherished I know.

To the family I won't see, I am there and you're here with me.
A thought away, a whisper to the wind and we're together again.

I'm excited as always, maybe because I'm a kid at heart.
The first snow, Santa Claus, Cookies, Candy, Greeting Cards!

The radio plays uplifting and heart warming holiday tunes
setting the scene for memory and putting me in a spiritual mood.

It is the birth of a baby boy born to be a King.
A silent night, away in a manger, the greatest gift of all.

I can't help but cry and swear to do more in the coming new year.
I will try for those that are homeless, poor and living in fear.

For war torn Countries, the Children unwell, for those deprived
and any unable to help themselves...I will try for you.

Many reasons to shed tears, as the candle sparks its flame.
Reaching out my hands in prayer, on my knees asking in his name

to fill every heart with love and peace, a little comfort and joy...
so all may carry on good will toward man that he did employ.

It can be a difficult task to lift the chin up high
especially when in need and praying for relief come nigh.

Take a hand, and give one back, that eases some of the distressed.
Listen with a caring ear, and realize just how much you are blessed.

Christmas time, holy time, a time of light warming the heart.
A spiritual time, gifts of love received and returned to show

that the light is inside of us each one, brightening the darkest corners
of this world. Our needs are met and we have heart to share.

Take a candle and light the wick, pass it on to light the next
until the world is all a glow lifted in light, and we will know

peace. Peace will have found us each one, for me and for you
when we carry a Christmas prayer for always, all the year through.

Copyrighted Dec. 13, 2005 Cynthia E. Jones

Labels: christmas, poetry

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Sunday, December 11, 2005

by Leroy Bell
(a single from the CD, written and performed by a local artist)

When I was young I use to wish for many things
All the things that children wish for in their dreams
Every night before I lay me down to sleep
I dream of all the things tomorrow would bring

Now I'm older and I have children of my own to protect
And everywhere I look all I see is the hate and conflict
If I could have back all the wishes of my youth
I would wish for one thing only

I dream of peace
I dream of love
I dream that everyone would throw down their guns

I imagine there's a future where all of us live
In a world of peace where people have more love to give
It's a place where hate can never, never survive
It's a place where war is always, always a crime
Cause I believe there's a goodness in each one of us
If we could find the light which soon would help us to trust
If we could grow the seeds of all, all that we need
we could find the melody

I dream of peace
I dream of love
I dream that everyone would throw down their guns

Ohhhh

I believe that we can make a difference this time
I believe that we can change the future one by one
I believe that we can.....

Soooooon

When I was young I use to wish for many things
All the things that children wish for in their dreams
Now I'm older and I see things through my son's eyes
All the innocence and hope

I dream of peace
I dream of love
I dream that everyone would throw down their guns
I dream of peace..... for you
And I dream of love.....for everyone
I dream of peace
I dream of love

I dream of peace

.........

Christmas In The Northwest was cut in 1985 in Seattle Washington and is released every year at Christmas time to raise money for Children's Hospitals. It brings together both well known and local artists. You can find it for sale in stores throughout the state and also online at Amazon.com

http://www.christmasinthenorthwest.com/

Labels: christmas, lyrics

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Wednesday, December 07, 2005

A few nights ago, while out in town, a friend introduced me to this wonderful drink and now I am in love. I have always enjoyed tea with milk. Actually though, I have been a very serious coffee drinker since high school really, but lately it has not tasted as good to me so I have been starting my days with hot tea instead. After tasting Chai, I had to nose around online to see if I could find recipes to make my own and I found this site http://www.odie.org/chai/recipes.html.

Labels: recipes

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Monday, December 05, 2005

Snowman Snowman