Merry Christmas And Happy New Year! by Ellis Parker Butler

Little cullud Rastus come a-skippin’ down de street,
A-smilin’ and a-grinnin’ at every one he meet;
My, oh! He was happy! Boy, but was he gay!
Wishin’ “Merry Chris’mus” an’ “Happy New-Year’s Day”!
Wishin’ that his wishes might every one come true—
And—bless your dear heart, honey,—I wish the same to you!

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!

For: Nurt Thursday – Release

My Holiday by Robert William Service

I love the cheery bustle
Of children round the house,
The tidy maids a-hustle,
The chatter of my spouse;
The laughter and the singing,
The joy on every face:
With frequent laughter ringing,
O, Home’s a happy place!

Aye, Home’s a bit of heaven;
I love it every day;
My line-up of eleven
Combine to make it gay;
Yet when in June they’re leaving
For Sandport by the sea,
By rights I should be grieving,
But gosh! I just fell free.

I’m left with parting kisses,
The guardian of the house;
The romp, it’s true, one misses,
I’m quiet as a mouse.
In carpet slippers stealing
From room to room alone
I get the strangest feeling
The place is all my own.

It seems to nestle near me,
It whispers in my ear;
My books and pictures cheer me,
Hearth never was so dear.
In peace profound I lap me,
I take no stock of time,
And from the dreams that hap me,
I make (like this) a rhyme.

Oh, I’m ashamed of saying
(And think it’s mean of me),
That when the kids are staying
At Sandspot on the sea,
And I evoke them clearly
Disporting in the spray,
I love them still more dearly
Because . . . they’re far away.

 

For: #BeWoW

First Date

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Copyright Jean L. Hays

He arrived 10 minutes earlier, excited and worried at the same time. Mark said he might like her, his colleague from Purchasing. He said he’d have a go. And why not? It has been three years since the divorce and he thinks he’s ready to date again. He was having his cappuccino when she arrived. She’s beautiful, with brown wavy hair and a simple black dress. They greeted each other and she ordered her Latte. Their small talk went well. He likes the way she talks with a slight American accent, she likes his gentle manners. They agreed to meet again.

For: Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

10 Things of Thankful 132 (with or without feeling) #10Thankful

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Before the year ends, allow me to thank everyone who made me smile, cry, proud, love, like, and all other emotions this year. Thank you all!

Thank you Him Indoors for being here, no matter what. For growing some flowers for me, for cooking my favourite food, adobo and rice, for making me laugh with your witty jokes and for keeping me on my toes. Thanks for all the holidays we’ve been this year – India, Philippines, Sicily, Malta, UK, Singapore – the memories we share, the fights we’ve had on silly things, the make-up straight away and of course, for the love we give each other.

Thank you HRH the son for being who you are – our pride and joy! Thanks for finishing your Masters this year – Master in Psychology from a prestigious university. Thanks for being a good son, who skypes us every Sunday, who Whatsapp us with some photos of Dr. Who convention, of what you cooked for your Christmas dinner, etc. Thanks for introducing us your beautiful K who we dearly love, too. Thanks for setting up a new home with her and for letting us know about the wedding plans for next year. Really looking forward to it.

Thank you Mommy for being our Mom – still rocking at 78, still beautiful. Thanks for being healthy, well, at least, for being in control of your diabetes, for looking after yourself and for keeping yourself fit by walking everyday. Thanks for being there when I ring, for telling me your day to day activities, what you did, where you’ve been with your friends, for reading some books, keeping your mind active. Thanks for your European tour this year, we always have London! We love you.

Thank you sister and husband from Canada, for skyping once a week, for your news, for your sports commentating, for planning to come to HRH the son and his beautiful K’s wedding next year and for planning our trip to London afterwards.

Thank you big brother and family in the Philippines. Big brother is still on his ship going around the world as a Chief Engineer and the family living next to my Mom’s. Thanks for the video calls from time to time, thanks for updating us about your lives. Good luck.

Thank you little brother and family in the UK. Thanks for being our hosts when we were there. Thanks for cooking sisig, sushi, leche flan for father-in-law’s 80th birthday party. Thank you Princess Zoe for making us smile, and of course, the two boys (they’re men, now) for sharing your lives with us. All the best for your future.

Thank you friends for our coffee mornings, Japanese lunch, shopping spree till we drop, our chitchats about everyday lives, our walks from one village to the next, our phone calls. Thank you to all my online friends, too. Thanks for sharing us your lives with the posts you shared, for liking, commenting, etc.

Thank you blogging community. Thanks for making me happy, thanks for sharing me your posts, thanks for letting me read fiction, non fiction, musings, book reviews, beautiful photos, weird ones, flowers, fun photos, etc.

Thank you gym for making me fit, for being there when I want to exercise, cross-train, zumba, Latin dance, body balance, have tea and talk with some ladies there, too.

Thank you classical music, good movies, lots of books, concerts, musicals, plays, museums, parks, mountains, lakes, new and old places, sunny weather, the spring, autumn and our mild winter.

Happy New Year everyone!

 

For: 10 Things of Thankful 132

Spring – B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond – A Hymn

All winter long the garden is cold and bare
With the coming of spring, everywhere is lovely
Trees unfold their leaves, flowers bloom with flair
Apples blossom, all white and pure with such beauty
And the smell of wonderful rain and freshly cut grass
Don’t forget the symphony of spring with birds singing
The spring peepers chirping call chorus with such class
The dandelions, lilacs, tulips, hyacinths, all blooming

 

For: B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond

Tale Weaver # 45 – Christmas Flash Fiction

“It was Christmas morning and all through the house…..”

We hear the sound of children whispering excitedly… ”Has Father Christmas been?” “Has he eaten the minced pie we left for him and the carrot for the reindeer?” “ssshhh, we should still be in bed…”

A soft “Silent Night” was playing on the radio. Mum and Dad still in bed. One of the kids tiptoed to their room and went in the middle of the bed. Mum gave him a cuddle. And of course, the other kids followed, as well as Baxter the dog. They all stayed there, enjoying the morning cuddles and hugs, giggling and shifting about.

“Right,” said Dad. “Shall we all see what Father Christmas has left for us?” And the children all followed him going down the stairs.

Dad turned all the Christmas lights on, as well as the radio and the kettle. Mum woke up, too. The children saw their stockings full of lovely presents – socks, colouring books and pens, sweets, CDs, comics, games, etc. They also opened the other presents. Jack’s got a bike, scooter for Martin, Barbie doll for Sam, and books for Brigit. Baxter got a big bone to chew! Mum and Dad also got their presents. They kissed each other.

They all had their tea and some breakfast – sausage and bacon, cereals, eggs, fruit, bread and marmalade. At 10, they went to hear mass. Dad took them to the playground afterwards. Then Mum started cooking. Granny and Grandad were coming for dinner. The day ended well, all happy and contended. Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas Day, too!

 

For: Tale Weaver # 45

Great Grandma

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(Awarded 1st Place) Great Grandmother by SFC Lance Widner – Division 1 (Active Duty Military) CC BY 2.0

THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Ghazal for White Hen Pantry” by Jamila Woods: brown, friends, white, palm, born, burnt, consonants, windows, unmarked, sins, paint, pantry

In her palm a new born baby
Unmarked by sins and consonants
Great Grandma smiling with glee
She can see the family semblance

Outside the windows friends waving
In the pantry some flours were taken
The can see Great Grandma blooming
And Dad beams with pride with his apron

Baking brown bread but they got burnt
The children tried to help but were too late
Never mind everything can be relearnt
The main thing is they’re all feeling great

For: Photo Challenge #92 December 22, 2015 and Whirligig 38 by Magical Mystical Teacher

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