The first time Mother and I saw the windmill turn its blades was when her twin flew from Albuquerque to Holland to celebrate their 90th birthday. The second time was nearly eight years later, her first day home in two months. Thursday, she walked to her bench at the Jane Tree Corner on Windmill Island and back to the parking lot with Wheelie (her walker). As many of you know, it is not a short walk! I lugged a wheelchair—just in case—forgetting there are miracles within things like excellent therapy, a strong will, and the prayers, encouragement, love, flowers, cards, and snippets from so many people across the western hemisphere. Thank you.
Short, Humorous, Rhyming Poems
Your Snippets
There once was a woman named Jane
Whose love it was easy to gain.
She’ll give you a hug
That makes you feel snug
And she always sees sunshine in rain.
H.M. of Michigan
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Lady Jane
There once was a Lady named Jane,
Whose heart was as grand as her name.
She loved her family and friends
With a love that never ends,
And all that love lived forever
as a gift to you and me.
J.T. of Texas
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Wishing a quick recovery
To dear Jane McKinney
Who deserves nothing but the best
Including a better snippet!
100-year-old B.L. and the “non hard-rhymer daughter,” S. L., of Florida
__________
Life can be hard
Times can be a little tough
Pull up your big girl panties
And say
“That’s enough!”
S.H. of Canada
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Getting it Done
Lady Jane is building strength
To walk inside her door;
Her goal grows closer all the time,
With brighter days in store.
Her spirit is indomitable,
Her faith beyond compare;
No wonder she impresses folks
Who give her loving care.
We know that in our golden years
It can be hard to heal,
But perseverance is the key
To even out the keel.
And so this little snippet
Is coming to a close,
But great rhymes are never-ending,
As any poet knows!
E. S. of Wyoming
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When I was born
I was brought into a home
Soon I got married
We built a small home
We always liked the beach
Lumber was put together for a magical home
Now we are old
We went to a retirement home
When we see Him
We will really be home
J.H. of Michigan
__________
Your mind is a rockin’!
Your will is like steel!
You exercise daily!
Just avoid a cartwheel!
Despite what your therapist
Wants you to do
Be firm: “No!” to backbends!
And no high-heeled shoes!
Soon you’ll exclaim
To that wonderful staff
“Sayonara! Adios!
As you exit and laugh.
J.R. of Michigan
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For the mother of Mary, I really must say.
Here’s hoping your hours are brighter today.
Some silliness, laughter is always in style
So get out for that walk, we need your sweet smile.
Roses are red, violets are purple
No more soda for you,
It just makes you burple.
By now you are home and feeling no pain
No more of your shenanigans, don’t do that again!
Ok, I will finish, I really must go, but have a great day-
Sue and Jim say, “hello”.
S.C. of Michigan
__________
There once was a family
Who met once a year
The time we had was lovely
Because we hold all to be dear
J.S. of New Mexico
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To try to write a snippet
I’d certainly need to equip it
With a way to be funny
And with the correct iambic and intelligently appropriate metrical structure that would rhyme.
J.R. of Michigan
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If we walk on the grass
we best be wary.
Poop on our shoes
makes Rubin contrary!
J.M. and M.M. of Michigan
Thank you to everyone who has accompanied our family on this difficult journey from respite care (while Rubin and I were on vacation) to hospitals to rehab to home.
Mary
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