I am a retired high-school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. Life in general and my grandchildren in particular inspire me to write. I especially enjoy writing—and reading—rhymed, metered poetry and mourn its near-demise. I get a real charge out of parodying the famous poems I taught my students—while keeping a perfectly straight face and assuring them that studying such noble literature would greatly enhance their lives. I stay busy with a variety of activities at home and church.
Daylight time is short on these cold days—
Each, a harbinger of New Year's joys.
Calendars display their final pages.
Eager kids descend on Christmas toys.
Mirth dispels ill will and smiles are shared.
Blessings have been many, this we know.
Every moment should be cherished now; let's
Reminisce and watch the drifting snow.
I Love Christmastime
I love the sights of Christmastime
from manger scenes to mistletoe.
Sweet, joyous sounds pervade the air
from "Praise the Lord" to "HO HO HO!"
I give to those who are in need,
for God says, "Love your fellowman."
Then when I shop for family,
I buy them every gift I can.
The carolers and choirs perform
"O Holy Night" and "We Three Kings,"
while celebrants in livingrooms
sing tunes about what Santa brings.
A prayer precedes our Christmas feast;
the smorgasbord brings great delight.
The kids soon snuggle near the fire
enrapt as Dad starts, "'Twas the Night."
This season is a splendid time
that bears a special, holy name,
so as I'm singing "Jingle Bells,"
I won't forget why Jesus came.
©2015 Janice Canerdy