Rhyme & Reason - a reason to rhyme

  As we come to the end of a year Honed with sadness,  joy and fear, On reflection, BLEST, were we, By HIS people, lovingly. Family church, though small, close knit, Delighted, we're a part of it, Love on MANY  'ccasions shown, Such as I had NEVER known. Support was giv'n, large and free, By this group, we call  ' Family ' Physically and offered prayers, 'Twas REALLY shown, this church CARES.

Usually when the door is rapped Those indoors will respond, Though SOMETIMES they will pretend, that No one indoors is found. Perhaps they know who raps their door And THINK they know the WHY Though they do miss out quite a bit  When open door,  decry. There is ONE door, whene’er it’s knocked To open, daren’t forfeit Whene’er God knocks on our hearts door Should GLADLY, open it.

 Who inspired me to compose?  Been doing it a while,  My 'nitial ode was when at school Wish I had it on file. I do recall th'initial lines  The ending too, I know, The middle section, know the theme, It just now will not flow..... ....Out of my memory bank of old. When I was young, age ten 'Twas homework composition T ' have kept it, I now yen. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Alone I stood outside that shop Watching, every five minutes, that lonesome clock He's not turning up, I told myself, I knew that friendship wouldn't last (a few unrecalled verses where I meet his sister, who tells me) He died last night in hospital He was shot last night in town, The curfew was for eight o'clock And a sniper mowed him down. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Remember reading it to mum A better verb, to gown For my last line, I did not want To say he " 'shot' him down." But then my eldest brother fine He

      R ight around this time of year,       O thers celebrate with cheer,       B ringing joy to one and all        I n  the street and shopping mall,       N ow it is the time to give,       S aviour came, so we could live.       R eindeer pulling on the sleigh       O ver roofs, where children lay,       B ringing gifts to brighten eyes        I n the morning - big surprise,       N intendo game, and even kite,       S anta’s busy, overnight.      R acing through the sky ’till dawn,      O nce it’s morning, Santa’s gone,      B ut the children’s eyes with glee,       I nnocently, presents see,      N ot a tear upon their face,        S leepy heads, to life, do race.       R unning down the stairs to see       O pulence of gifts, for ME?        B right and colourful wrapping there,       I tems bought with love, to share,       N ice of folk to think of me,       S tockings hung upon the tree.       R eindeer flying through the skies       O bligating paren

        If I could live my life anew, Knowing what I now know, Would there be any changes To what my past does show?         If I'd been giv'n th'option, Myself to have had a voice, As ten year old, was offered, Would I have made the choice?        To have my surg'ry earlier, Instead of waiting years, Enduring all the hardship And shedding MANY tears?      . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .         One part of me says certainly, At early age, lets GO,  However, t'other side argues, "Empahy, I'd not know".        I wouldn't have known hardship, Rejection, lonliness, Thus, could not show compassion, So it MADE me, I'll confess.       And then, medical advancement Did soar, in twenty years, May not have been successful, It improved many gears.       So while no changes would be made, Just KNOWING, that it COULD, MAY have made life lighter,  A brighter living mood.