THE TRUE MEANING OF MEMORIAL DAY

by Paula Perron

The true meaning of this American day is to honor all military who died while serving their country, and is observed on the last Monday of May each year, since 1971.

We all know someone who died while in service.
Who fought side by side to keep and preserve us.
A loved one who’s life came to an end
A brave protector who’ll never mend
The heartbreak we face every time
To lose one, in his or her prime
Let us remember with every beat of our heart
They fought and died- they did their part
So, we could live at this time and place
We are one people, the human race
God’s children, God’s creation
Let us work toward a renewed dedication
One people living on earth
With peace forever, a new rebirth
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TO THE CLASS OF 2020


TO THE CLASS OF 2020
by Paula Perron
You have worked hard, for your education.
 Waiting for the day of your elevation
 You learn there is no plan for graduation
No one to witness years of dedication
Was, this choice given any consideration?


Do not despair, or show frustration
We cannot change a bad situation
For this country now faces eradication
As a pandemic plows across our nation


You are a graduate of life and motivation
With the spirit to fight this contamination
Soon we will enjoy its’ termination
And all will cherish a great celebration

A NOTE TO ALL CHILDREN on MOTHERS DAY

I wish all Mothers a happy Mother’s day, from a mother who is happy to have three children, and three grandchildren whom I love dearly even though this year I cannot spend the day with them.

               A NOTE TO ALL CHILDREN ON MOTHERS DAY

When all is done and all is clear

You can thank Mother dear

When you heart begins to break

Because you made a big mistake

Count on mom to solve your fears

And wipe away your salty tears

When disappointment stops you cold

Who’s always there for you to hold

Your mother is there day and night

To always guide you to do right

She who loves you no matter what

Who supports you to give it all you got

Be grateful to mother on this day

Her love always keeps the gloom away

HAS THE TIME COME FOR FREEDOM?

A WALK IN CENRAL PARK

For the safety of others, and myself, I obeyed the orders to remain at home, but now I am ready to leave and get back to work. At first, I enjoyed getting up later, not having to primp, choose what to wear, and jump into my car and get on the highway in time. With each passing day I grew lazier until Word Press’s Discover Prompts, started the daily “Word” a challenge for writers to keep on writing.  Each day was a different word to write about and I know that many of you participated.  It was fun and a great distraction from boredom.

One of my passions is writing verse.so I took the opportunity to answer the daily word in Verse, and did not expect the response I received. I thank you all for your kind words.  Now that I am eager to leave my house, I expressed my feelings with another Verse.

WHAT’S A LITTLE DISCOMFORT

Today marks eight weeks at home.

Feel like a prisoner under a dome

I understand the urgent need

The time has come to be freed

I want to smell some fresh air

And take a walk to anywhere

I am tired of the same old news

And listening to hundreds of views

Let’s ask Mother Nature to end this curse

Because things could not be any worse

As always, I welcome all comments.  Thanks, Paula