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diff --git a/md/39_Dans_Poetry_and_Pictures.md b/md/39_Dans_Poetry_and_Pictures.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..02fc8fb --- /dev/null +++ b/md/39_Dans_Poetry_and_Pictures.md @@ -0,0 +1,151 @@ +--- +title: Dan's Poetry and Pictures +--- + +I can\'t claim to be a talented poet, but lately I\'ve begun to dabble +in writing a few of my thoughts in verse form instead of the usual story +form. You can expect to be a little underwhelmed by my efforts, but +I\'ve thoroughly enjoyed this new form of expression. I suppose it's +just a phase.\ +\ +The first one is a bit tongue-in-cheek and contains a lot of detail that +perhaps only Lori would understand. If you\'re left a little confused by +some of the wording, feel free to inquire of my sweetheart to whom it +was written.\ +\ +**My Joy is Nigh Unbounded**\ +\ +Love is more than kindness, \ +And not just simple care. \ +It\'s a hope of endless greetings \ +Of delight instead of glare. \ + \ +When I walk into the room \ +After duty has kept me away. \ +It lifts my soul and sagging spirit \ +To hear you turn and say, \ +\ +\"Oh dah-ling, how was your day?\"\ +\ +But you seldom leave the moment,\ +And expect that I will fill it.\ +You\'ve got much more to say,\ +And are dying just to spill it.\ +\ +With a knowing smile, I hold my breath.\ +Your question to me was but obliga-tory.\ +I know the drill and that I must keep still,\ +So that you can continue your story.\ +\ +\"My day was simply dreadful,\" you\'ll say.\ +\"I lost at every turn. \ +My silly partner did his best \ +To make my money burn.\" \ + \ +\"I tried Uno, poker, go fish and Canasta. \ +I only managed even then to lose my money fasta. \ +Oh dah-ling, I hope you\'ll understand. \ +To salvage all my tattered pride,\ +I must play another hand.\" \ + \ +\"Your supper\'s in the fridge, and while you\'re in the kitchen, \ +Kindly disregard my grousin\' and my itchin\'.\ +Be a dear and do me a favor please \ +And fill my cup with chocolate treats,\ +The kind you get from Cee\'s.\" \ + \ +So you see my dear, it\'s very clear. \ +My joy is nigh unbounded. \ +The things I hear are oh so dear. \ +My fears were quite unfounded. \ + \ +I love to greet you every time \ +And discover what you\'ll say. \ +My life with you is never dull. \ +I\'d want it no other way. + +The next project is a list of things for which I am grateful. I wrote it +on Thanksgiving of 2015. Each phrase has an illustrative photo below. + +The Blessings for Which I am Grateful on Thanksgiving\ +\ +A warm hat on a cold winter day. + +{ +height="4.875in" alt=""} + +A frosty cold drink on a hot summer day. + +{ +height="4.875in" alt=""} + +A rainbow in the springtime. + +{ +height="4.854861111111111in" alt=""} + +A winter scene that takes my breath away. + +{ +height="4.875in" alt=""} + +My eyesight that lets me see the breath-taking world. + +{ +height="8.666666666666666in" alt=""} + +Delicate flowers in the forest. + +{ +height="8.666666666666666in" alt=""} + +The miracle of a newborn grandchild. + +{width="4.850001093613298in" +height="8.622222222222222in" alt=""} + +A loving family that calls me Papa. + +{ +height="3.65625in" alt=""} + +This is a silly little poem I posted on my Chinese blog.\ +\ +It is said that a hug a day keeps the blues away.\ +Well, one is quite nice and two is okay,\ +But three is much better and four is HOORAY!!!\ +\ +Four awesome hugs below: + +{ +height="4.875in" alt=""} + +{ +height="6.5in" alt=""} + +{width="5.075694444444444in" +height="9.0in" alt=""} + +{ +height="6.5in" alt=""} + +The final one captures my greatest desire for all of my amazing +posterity. It also expresses how I imagine our Heavenly Father must feel +about each of us.\ +\ +The Light\ +\ +Embrace the light, oh child of noble lineage.\ +Turn not away from the path that leads to joy.\ +Thy soul hath greater potential than thou,\ +In thy infant musings, can imagine.\ +Follow the whisperings from deep within thy murky memory.\ +Build the hope that greatness lies within thy grasp.\ +Embrace the light, oh child of divine heritage.\ +Thy soul will be magnified.\ +Thy comfort will be endless.\ +Thy works will be like beacons on the hilltops.\ +If only thou wilt turn towards the light. + +{ +height="4.854861111111111in" alt=""} |