You wake in March, Day Seventeen,
To find the world is colored green
As far as you have ever seen
Across the festive streets.
You know today that people paint
The town in green, however quaint,
To honor Ireland’s patron saint
And all his holy feats.
And even if you’ve no belief,
You still don the lucky motif:
A shamrock with an extra leaf
To guide you on your way.
The day’s good luck is on your side
As people gather far and wide
And shout with joy and Irish pride:
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!
She’s docile and sweet on the outside,
But inside she’s fierce to the core.
You may think to expect her meow,
Just to be thrown back by her roar.
She spends her days working her hardest
For results of outstanding effect.
She may not ask others for much,
But she knows she deserves great respect.
Her value can never be measured.
She has a most generous heart.
Yet if anyone tries to subdue her,
She will fight back and tear them apart.
So never look down on a woman
Or misjudge her even an ounce,
For inside every placable kitten
Is a tigress just waiting to pounce.
If there’s one thing I remember
From the days when I was small,
It’s the lessons that you taught me,
The wisest words of all.
You told me to be happy
In whatever I might do,
Whether writing for a living
Or finding love that’s true.
Your incredible work ethic
Was your family’s guiding light,
As you worked from early morning
To the late hours of night.
For the family you so love,
You do everything you can,
And your three adoring daughters
See you as their Superman.
You’re the best male role model
That a girl has ever had.
I’d say my greatest blessing
Is to have you for a dad.
So I say to you, dear father
(I think you know the rest),
I love you times a million!
May your birthday be the best!
Happy Birthday to my wonderful father! Thank you for your inspiring lessons and words of wisdom! I love you so much!
There’s magic in the air tonight
As every star is shining bright
And tables dressed with candlelight
Adorn the moonlit deck.
You gaze into her lovely eyes,
Having come to realize:
Without her in your life, surprise,
You still would be a wreck.
But ever since she came along,
Your days have all been filled with song,
And everything would just feel wrong
Were she to leave your life.
So slowly you begin to smile
As you adore her for a while,
Thinking to yourself that “I’ll
Ask her to be my wife.”
And so you take her by the hand
And gradually begin to stand
Before you drop to one knee and
Request that she’ll “be mine”.
The question “Will you marry me?”
Is followed by her shouts of glee
As you embrace her lovingly,
Your perfect Valentine!
My Twenty Sixteen was chaotic,
An interesting twelvemonth at best.
There were times when I felt in control,
And times I was put to the test.
I managed my greatest achievement
Through months of a studying spree,
‘Til at last I defended my thesis
And earned me a Master’s degree!
Though in writing I’ve always been active,
I found it was hard to keep pace.
With my thesis, my blog, and my novels,
This year’s been a creative race!
November by far closed the hardest
Of modern political years,
As I spent the eighth shaking profusely
And woke the next morning in tears.
Yet I’ve braved the emotion and chaos,
And I’m ready to start fresh and clean.
Let’s just hope it gets better from now on!
Have a Happy Twenty Seventeen!
Happy New Year to all my family, friends, and readers! I hope you had a pleasant 2016, and that you all have a wonderful 2017!