Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 402 (THE OLD FASHIONED PHONE BOOK)

To find someone, we used to go-
To that phone book, that we all
happened to know.
.
It had the names and numbers
of our friends around town-
It had the lists of businesses,
that were also found.
.
It was always by the telephone, for
us to use-
It got thicker and thicker, making
it impossible to lose.
.
They said that we used our fingers
to do the walking-
And, we still do, in order to keep
up with our non-stop talking.
.
But, in a different form, for many of
use our fingers, the same, still to
find-
But, instead of opening a book, we
tend to go online.
.
It is said that the paper telephone book
is going away-
Still, it would be nice to have one, for a
rainy day.
.

To find someone, we used to go-
To that phone book, that we all
happened to know.

-2010-

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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose (Never Without A Doubt)

The snow came down and through the window looked so pretty-

It was as wondrous as someone could ever try to see.

.

And as the little girl pressed her nose to the window pane-

She could see the other houses down the lane.

.

The other houses had children just like her, but her time was spent-

Realizing that they were better than her and that her life was so much different.

.

She wasn’t as good as the other children, at least that is what she thought-

With no one saying otherwise, it is an idea that she had bought.

.

At an earlier time her father had left, and found him another little girl-

Leaving her behind, pretty much alone in a big wide world.

.

Her own mother didn’t like little girls, it was obviously so-

And this was the way her life began, and expanded as she began to grow.

.

She watched as others were treated special by their parents, something she

didn’t know-

In her own personal family life, she was an outcast, from the beginning

it was so.

.

No wonder the little girl was always filled with doubt-

For it was her destiny, to travel that route.

.

Eventually she had to validate her own life, for it would

never be done, by the parents who brought her into the world-

Deep inside, they no longer mattered, for she had turned into

a strong determined woman from that rejected little girl.

.

The snow came down and through the window looked so pretty-

It was as wondrous as someone could ever try to see.

-2015-

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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 898 (The Unexpected Mardi Gras Bead)

 

I saw Granny standing on the side, of the road-

She was at the Mardi Gras parade, and looking to get her a load.

.

The beads were so beautiful, and she did give her best try-

But, for some reason or another, she didn’t get any beads yet,

and didn’t know why.

.

She hollered ‘throw me somethin’ mister’, and that did no good-

She put up her hands, as everyone, at the parade should.

.

She finally gave up and figured that in regards, to any beads,

she would get none-

For she hadn’t acquired one yet, and the parade was about done.

.

She raised her hand up to scratch her head, and out of nowhere-

A gorgeous gold, purple, and green bead wrapped around her pinkie,

right in the midst, of her hair.

.

Granny had finally gotten what she had came for, and she was

so proud-

As she wore her bead, in the midst, of the Mardi Gras crowd.

.

I saw Granny standing on the side, of the road-

She was at the Mardi Gras parade, and looking to get her a load.

-2013-

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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 911 (Hearts On Parade)

 

The hearts were on parade-

Both chocolate and paper made.

.

A large array, of color-

From the rainbow, as it were.

.

A valentine for you, a valentine for me-

For that is exactly, how it should be.

.

All shapes and sizes, are given out-

And, if you don’t get one, you know that

it is enroute.

.

A day of love, a day of friendship-

A day to also see flowers, and strawberries in

chocolate dip.

.

The hearts were on parade

Both chocolate and paper made.

-2013-

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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 705 (New Orleans To Memphis)

We left New Orleans in a river boat-

To enjoy the scenery, to keep afloat.

.

To enjoy the river, as many have done before-

Never to miss a moment, never to experience

the mode of bore.

.

To pass by Baton Rouge, the capitol city-

With many more sights, to view and see.

.

Then to bypass Natchez and Vicksburg too-

Louisiana is gone, and now into Mississippi,

for another breath of fresh air, to acrue.

.

Here we are docking, in Tennessee, at Memphis,

at last-

The city of the blues, in the midst, of the

glorious past.

.

Off to Graceland, is where we went-

To visit where Elvis is buried, and where part of

his life was spent.

.

We left New Orleans, in a riverboat-

To enjoy the scenery, to keep afloat.

-2012-

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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 749 (Memories To Spot)

 

There were so many memories, to conjure up and yield-

From the glimpse, of that old worn out house, I spotted

from the freeway, that held onto it’s spot, in the field.

.

The paint had worn off many years ago-

The wood, on the sides, were beginning to bow.

.

A young man had built this house with his bare

hand-

To protect his family, from the weather, and the

wildlife that crossed the land.

.

Times were good, and a few were bad-

But, overall, a memorable life, this family had.

.

As the children grew, they began to move away-

Off to a new life, is what they always had to say.

.

And, the once young man, who had built this

house-

Shared the end, of his years, along with his also

aged spouse.

.

The children would come back, now and then-

Along with the grandchildren, to remember their

own childhoods way back when.

.

When the old man and woman passed

away-

They were buried near the old house,

a custom, in that time and day.

.

As the years grew, no one longer came-

Too many years gone by, things just weren’t

the same.

.

No more family, to upkeep the old place-

It now belonged to the elements, as it continued,

to take up space.

.

There were so many memories, to conjure up and yield-

From the glimpse, of that old worn out house, that I spotted

from the freeway, that held onto it’s spot, in the field.

-2012-

 

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