Not really...before you know it...Halloween is upon us, then Thanksgiving...then bamm...what do I do for Christmas? I should have started early.

Thank you kindly ladies. I appreciate it. Just words that flow from these fingers of mine.

A little Christmas tale I wrote for you to share. Feel free to copy and share for Christmas. It is of my own words and told in the way I was told to write it. Hope you enjoy.
(Yes, I know it's early for Christmas, but before you know it, it is already here.)

The Lamb Who Saw The Star

As the shepherd watched his small little flock, grazing in the grass below, a whisper touched those that can hear, like the words on a breeze. It was the voice of an angel, "Come, for unto us, a Savior is born."

With that, the little lamb shook her head, as if she couldn't believe what she just heard. The she looked up and with a sparkle in her eye, she asked, "Mama, what is that?"

The big fluffy ewe looked to the sky and saw the most amazing thing. It was a bright star, looking like a cross with outstretched arms and a tail so long, glowing through the night sky. "Why I don't know dear, but our master seems to know." As the two look at the shepherd stand, staring into the sky.

He grabbed his few belongings he owned, strapped them to his shoulder and started walking towards the distance of the star. The sheep knew to follow the good shepherd. As the small flock follow the shepherd, still looking into the sky, they silently bay in the night.

"Mama, what is a Savior?" Asked the little lamb with curiosity.

"Well dear, from what I have heard, it is supposed to be the One who comes to make things right." As mama ewe was watching which way the good shepherd was going.

"Is there something wrong then?" Still confused asked the little lamb.

"Well dear, from the great spirit in the sky, He wants to make sure things stay right with His world as it is. If something goes wrong, the One will make things right." As best as mama could explain.

They trudged on for a distance before the little lamb noticed a group of people, heading in the same direction. "Who are those people, mama?"

"They look like people of importance my little precocious one. They wear gold on their heads, so they must be of some importance." As mama kept up with the rest of the flock.

Those people were of importance. They were the three wise men. They were carrying gifts, in which to give to the New Born King.

"How much further, mama? My legs are getting tired." As the little lamb was trotting at a fast pace, keeping up with her mama and the rest of the flock.

"It doesn't look like it's too much further dear. We're almost directly under the star." As mama looks up, with the glow getting brighter.

As they looked ahead, they saw a manger outside of a barn, next to an inn. With a little excitedness, the little lamb ran up to the manger, curious as to what all the fuss was about. When she got to the manger, she looked in and saw a little hay bed, with a baby inside. She peered in and was amazed at the little cherub laying there so quiet.

Just then, the little child saw the little lamb and layed his hand on the lambs soft little head. The little lamb felt like everything was going to be all right. A calmness came over the crowd, as they laid their gifts out for the little child, who became, Christ our Lord. As everybody knelt, with the receiving of that touch on the little lambs head, angels in the heavens above, sang praises to the New Born King.

The Withering Of A Flutter

When you have a broken heart
And it no longer pitter pats,
Where are the butterflies
That used to feel like bats?
The love I used to feel
You took away from me,
Now we'll never know my dear
If we were meant to be.

My heart feels so alone
It longs for no other,
There is no longer pitter pats
Just a withering flutter.
Time stood still that day
When reality had to set in,
Now I just sit back and wonder
Where do I begin?

I long for a flock of butterflies
To take over my heart,
So I can feel that fluttering again
When love does take part.
The withering of a flutter
Is a heart, no longer beating,
But the joy of a new love
Is the best kind of greeting.

Broken Distance, Broken Heart

So many miles away from you
It just doesn't seem fair,
A long distance love in time
I am here, you are there.
If love tugs at the heart
The way it has done mine,
The shortest distance between two hearts
Is a straight line.

Broken distance, broken heart
Does destiny have a plan?
To bring our two hearts together
So I can be your man?
Is this true love I feel
Or is it that beautiful smile,
That captured my heart
Way across the miles?

As I sit back and ponder
If this was meant to be,
One day, our paths will cross
We'll just have to see.
But keep me in your thoughts
Our journey will never part,
With love, comes patience
With this broken distance, and broken heart.

Denise, this is truly wonderful my dear. Oh to be young again and to be able to start fresh with some new dreams. Yes you little poppers, go out and grab life by the gold ring and treasure what you have.

You Are A Hero

You are a mother, with children
Supporting their every need,
They may never say thank you
When it's time to feed.
But in their eyes, they see
To them, you are a hero,
In their hearts, with a hug
Is how you will know.

You are a father, with family
Giving of your all,
Working hard, to meet their needs
Taking time, to play ball.
You are their strength, superman
To them, you are a hero,
You don't have to have super powers
For them to know.

You are a soldier fighting
Battling a senseless war,
Fighting for our freedom
Trying to settle the score.
We give our respect and support
To us, you are a hero,
Come home, might soldier
Our appreciation we'll show.

You are a friend, always giving
Of your precious time,
A shoulder to lean on
Borrower for a dime.
You're there, in time of need
To me, you are a hero,
Through the thick and thin
You're willing to go.

No matter who you are
In someone's eyes they see,
The abilities you possess
No super hero can be.
No thanks should be given
To them, you are a hero,
No one judges your mistakes
With a heart you show.

Would You Shun Me?

I come to you, in tattered clothes
Unkempt hair, begging for a dime,
Would you be so nice, to lend some change
Make it worth my time?
I might smell of booze, smoking a cig
Acting like I need a fix,
But just a small handful of change
Keeps me from being sick.

Would you shun me, walking away
Just someone you can ignore?
You would be surprised, who I am
When I settle the score.
I remember those, who denied me
An offering to see me through,
So when I present myself, once again
Wonder what you will do?

I duck into an alley, change I did
No longer in disguise,
I find you, who denied me
And got a big surprise.
When I asked to borrow a dime
No problem when you pulled it out,
If you knew who I was previously
You'd think twice, no doubt.

I am but a messenger of God
An angel sent from above,
Though I may have been a bum
God tests your love.
So if you shunned me as a bum
You shunned God as well,
For He comes to us in many ways
Can you really tell?

Would you bow your head in shame
And feel you did deny?
Because you passed God up
Then ask yourself why?
Why did you deny Gods love
As a beggar when He came,
Did you fail the test He gave
Can you take the blame?

I See The Romance In You

When the sun sets, out on the oceans horizon,
I see a reflection of a heart,
Like the outline in sand I've drawn
Where our evening will start.
The candles I have laid out, in heart shape,
And in the middle, a table for two,
When I look into your eyes tonight, my love
I see the romance in you.

I play our song, the one you love to hear
As I pour us a glass of wine,
I reach out across the table, to hold your hand
Loving the moment, that you're mine.
The sound of the waves, softly splashing the shore
The stars dance in the midnight blue,
This night of all nights, I'll cherish
As I see the romance in you.

It's easy to surprise you, with these things I give
You make love come so easy, my dear,
The softness of your skin, as we embrace our love
Dancing in the moonlight clear.
This night, I give my all to thee
Letting my love shine through,
For you are all I want in life
I see the romance in you.

Huh? You mean with the poem? Or here in my so called humble abode?

Hey Mandy, glad to have a fellow Braves fan here...glad you liked it dear.

KC, I guess you could change it to your favorite team, but no Dodger fan.

Thanks to you all and thanks for the wonderful comments, and I enjoy being a father to my daughters.

Thank you Nicki sweetie...glad you liked it.

Thanks to you beautiful ladies, glad you liked it as well.

My daughter Katie and I went to a Braves game last night and I wrote this all in a matter of a few minutes while in the stands.

I'm A Die-Hard Fan

I'm right there for ya
Cheerin' in the stands,
No matter if you're losin'
I'm a die-hard fan.
When you come onto the field
Comin' out to play,
I'm a die-hard fan
In each and every way.

I'll chant the Tomahawk chop
When you get a rally goin',
I'm a die-hard fan
In my heart, it's showin.
Hit me a home run
Come on, make me proud,
I'm a die-hard fan
In the stands, cheerin' loud.

Thank you all for your wonderful comments. I think it was appropriate at this time, since it is close to the anniversary of 9/11. Thanks for the comments and the standing O.

The breeze is but a whisper, letting us know, we are not alone...Very beautiful Angel my dear.

I was challenged by someone to write a poem about a fallen soldier and about the flag. Well this was my best shot. Hope you like it.

A Fallen Soldiers Tale

There have been many battles fought
That I have seen to this day,
I have been wounded and/or killed
Too many for me to say.
I have seen the war of Troy
Where Achilles and Hector fought,
The bloodshed that was laiden
And the victories that were sought.

Mine eyes have seen brother against brother
In a bloody Civil War,
I was struck by bayonet or schrapnel
Was it worth fighting for?
Was I fighting for my country
Or someone who wanted it all,
When my body laid upon the field
Was I honored for my fall?

So many lives were lost
The day we hit the beach,
Feeling the searing bullets
For something hard to reach.
Lying face down in the sand
Body parts, no longer attached,
When they came for my body
There was no face to match.

We were known as the Sleeping Giant
The day Pearl Harbor was attacked,
The ships that were destroyed
And the men fought with knack.
When I was gunned down
And sunk to my watery grave,
We fought till the smoke cleared
Of the lives that we gave.

Vietnam was an unknown land
The VC caught you by surprise,
If you were caught prisoner
You were tortured and despised.
You would be truly thankful
You met a bullet or bayonet,
For this was one war
I will never forget.

Now I am battling a war
All because of one man,
He took it upon himself
To invade our homeland.
Many people, none were soldiers
Died that fateful September morn,
All because of one mans greed
We'll fight and not be scorned.

Through all my many battles
That I have fought and died,
I carried in my heart
A flag I waved up high.
My flag of red, white and blue
In which my life I gave,
Let her fly in our honor
Long may she wave.

Thank you all for your comments and encouraging words.

Loveme...yes, I do love country music and I have heard that song. Garth does have some meaningful songs that leave you thinking. Thanks for your comment and glad you liked it.

Pammie (pkh)...Thanks sweetie, I know love will find me when the time is right. And when it does, I will embrace it and give it a chance.

Thank you Mandy, glad you liked it sweetie.

Thanks Pam (pkd)...yes, love is fleeting and if it comes in ships, I will be the port for it to dock in.

Thanks Faded for the add. It was nicely done.

Thanks Susan sweetie, glad you liked it as well. I surely hope you are doing okay and my prayers are with you.

Oh Suze...big hugs to you sweetie..I know it's hard to deal with..but her spirit will live on and walk by your side.

That was beautifully written...words are hard to take back, but meaningful ones can be put in place.

Thank you all for your wonderful comments. I'm glad everyone enjoyed this one as well.