1. Thanksgiving.
2. Christmas.
3. The new year.
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ONE THING IS CLEAR-
WE’RE ABOUT TO BREEZE THROUGH THE REST OF THE YEAR!
THREE THINGS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER (2005)
03 Nov 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2005 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Around corner, Breeze, Christmas, End of year, Fantasy Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, New year, Thanksgiving
Three To Do During October (2012)
16 Oct 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2012 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Breeze, Cooler, Entertainment, Falling, film, Horror movies, Leaves, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Movies, New, October, Old, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Scare, Scary movies, Writing
1. Watch the leaves fall.
2. Enjoy the cooler breeze.
3. Watch scary movies.
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Both old and new-
So many of them to accrue.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 828
16 Apr 2022 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Breeze, Bugs, Children, Flowers, Fun, Gone, Jar, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Rhyme, School, Summer, Trees, Yard
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
.
It was sunny enough-
To do the really fun stuff.
.
Like climbing trees-
And, enjoying the breeze.
.
Searching for bugs, in the grass-
Collecting sme of them, in a jar glass.
.
Picking flowers, for mother, of course-
Just having fun, looking at the neighbor’s horse.
.
Realizing that one day, that this could not go on-
Gee, the summer had moved on, and it was about gone.
.
There would come a day when-
That thing called school, would once again begin.
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 828
06 Apr 2022 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Breeze, Bugs, Children, Flowers, Fun, Gone, Jar, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Rhyme, School, Summer, Trees, Yard
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
.
It was sunny enough-
To do the really fun stuff.
.
Like climbing trees-
And, enjoying the breeze.
.
Searching for bugs, in the grass-
Collecting sme of them, in a jar glass.
.
Picking flowers, for mother, of course-
Just having fun, looking at the neighbor’s horse.
.
Realizing that one day, that this could not go on-
Gee, the summer had moved on, and it was about gone.
.
There would come a day when-
That thing called school, would once again begin.
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 828
30 Mar 2022 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Breeze, Bugs, Children, Flowers, Fun, Gone, Jar, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Rhyme, School, Summer, Trees, Yard
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
.
It was sunny enough-
To do the really fun stuff.
.
Like climbing trees-
And, enjoying the breeze.
.
Searching for bugs, in the grass-
Collecting sme of them, in a jar glass.
.
Picking flowers, for mother, of course-
Just having fun, looking at the neighbor’s horse.
.
Realizing that one day, that this could not go on-
Gee, the summer had moved on, and it was about gone.
.
There would come a day when-
That thing called school, would once again begin.
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
Three Pests (2012)
30 Mar 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2012 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Breeze, Fleas, Loud snorers, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Poetry, Pollen, Rhyme, Trees
1. Fleas.
2. Loud snorers.
3. Pollen.
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In the breeze-
Through the trees.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 828
28 Mar 2022 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Breeze, Bugs, Children, Flowers, Fun, Gone, Jar, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Rhyme, School, Summer, Trees, Yard
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
.
It was sunny enough-
To do the really fun stuff.
.
Like climbing trees-
And, enjoying the breeze.
.
Searching for bugs, in the grass-
Collecting sme of them, in a jar glass.
.
Picking flowers, for mother, of course-
Just having fun, looking at the neighbor’s horse.
.
Realizing that one day, that this could not go on-
Gee, the summer had moved on, and it was about gone.
.
There would come a day when-
That thing called school, would once again begin.
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
Three Pests (2012)
17 Feb 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2012 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Breeze, Fleas, Loud snorers, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Poetry, Pollen, Rhyme, Trees
1. Fleas.
2. Loud snorers.
3. Pollen.
=====================
In the breeze-
Through the trees.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 828
08 Feb 2022 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Breeze, Bugs, Children, Flowers, Fun, Gone, Jar, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Rhyme, School, Summer, Trees, Yard
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
.
It was sunny enough-
To do the really fun stuff.
.
Like climbing trees-
And, enjoying the breeze.
.
Searching for bugs, in the grass-
Collecting sme of them, in a jar glass.
.
Picking flowers, for mother, of course-
Just having fun, looking at the neighbor’s horse.
.
Realizing that one day, that this could not go on-
Gee, the summer had moved on, and it was about gone.
.
There would come a day when-
That thing called school, would once again begin.
The children ran out to play-
They were going to have a fun day.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose (That Old House)
09 Jan 2022 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Breeze, Creeak, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Old house, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Whatever, Writing
There was much suspense-
For that house that was in the distance.
.
For it was old and looked like it was about to fall down-
Not a bird in sight, not a single sound.
.
Except the creaking of the wood and the outside trees-
Whenever the wind kicked up, when there was a breeze.
.
The suspense continued to grow-
For no one would check out the old house, no one would go.
.
There was much suspense-
For that house that was in the distance.
-2016-
Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 