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Twas my first trip to Ireland,
In fact, my only time abroad,
And it cost me every penny,
But was a choice I still applaud.

Oh, the trip was long and grueling,
Over twenty-four hours, in fact,
And I got there beat and hurting,
With the carry-on bag I'd packed.

But the people were delightful,
And the scenery rich and lush.
Time seemed to come to a standstill,
Without ever a need to rush.

While on my first trip to market,
For to buy a few things I'd need,
Some soap to wash the dishes,
Gave to me a broad grin indeed.

Printed there on the label,
Not dishwashing liquid, no,
"Washing-up" liquid named Fairy,
That is what it's called there, you know.

Now it may seem such a small thing,
If that was the name you knew,
But this old Yank from o'er the sea,
Well, I was charmed quite through and through.

Gazing upward into the night
The stars are twinkling in the sky
Painting a very peaceful sight
As time goes slowly drifting by

The moon is quietly glowing
Amid the darkened clouds around
Her soft light is most comforting
Gently bathing things on the ground

The night air is cool and soothing
Like a balm to a weary soul
I feel it as I am breathing
Calming me and making me whole

Now I feel a quiet delight
After gazing at the night sky
I shall sleep peacefully tonight
Caressed by Nature's Lullaby

After working hard on the job all day
Feeling worn out, tired and very stressed
It's nice coming home and seeing your dog
Tail wagging, smiling, happy, full of zest

Dogs are faithful and also man's best friends
They usually seek their owner's protection
If they sense danger or threatening action
Their bark can create quite a commotion

Cats are very lovable animals
Their presence can be good therapy too
Caressing them and hearing their purring
Can also be quite comforting to you

Cats can be seen licking their coats quite clean
They have an aversion to filthiness
Snuggling close to you on the couch or bed
You need not fuss about their tidiness

Dogs and cats are the favourite household pets
They enrich our lives with company
All they ask of us is food and water
In return, they make us very happy

Life can be a lonely experience
If there is no one with whom you are close
That's the nature of human existence
For which some, sad to say, get no repose

Despite all our material wealth
And our intellectual wisdom
Although we may have good physical health
Our lives can still be filled with boredom

Loving someone who loves you in return
Is a most wonderful experience
Beside the respect from others you earn
This feeling of love is par excellence

If in your life you are seeking meaning
And find that it poses a dilemma
You can finally end all your searching
And be assured that Love is the answer

The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same

All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation

Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey

The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by

Spiritual but not religious
what does it really mean
This claim is quite prevalent
on today's scene

Is it just a new age fad
or is it contradictory
If in fact it is the latter
then what is the discrepancy

Religion has divided a person
into body, mind and spirit
It claims it seeks the spirit's welfare
and is sincere about it

If religion really deals with the spirit
then why is there such a fuss
that many still continue to claim
they are spiritual but not religious

A young bud sprouts from its parent plant
and blossoms to a lovely rose before long
With time, its beauty fades and it dries up
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

A young sapling takes root and flourishes
Soon a mighty oak stands firm on the ground
With time, it decays to a dried up old tree
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

A baby bird sitting helplessly in its nest
grows into a majestic eagle strong
With time, its glory fades as it ages
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

A defenceless lion cub hidden in its lair
matures into the mightiest beast around
With time, he becomes a decrepit old male
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

A beautiful angelic darling baby girl
becomes a world beauty and wins the crown
With time, wrinkles and old age take their toll
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

Hello to a new life of hope and promise
Goodbye to a life that's now going down
Time marches on irreversibly
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

Attainment of success, stardom and fame
Remains the ultimate dream of many
Who seek the publication of their name
Upon the future pages of history

The journey to such a destination
Requires effort and dedication
Those who at last gain such recognition
Enjoy a well deserved satisfaction

Some celebrities who make this journey
Find coping with this new life can be rough
There's an invasion of their privacy
And the demands of stardom can be tough

They then turn to some drug to ease the stress
Whether it's alcohol or other stuff
Soon their entire life can become a mess
And dealing with it's pressures can be rough

Bouts of anxiety and depression
Are what they have to endure constantly
Some develop a serious addiction
That may lead to suicidial tendency

Women tend to choose a gentler ending
Like drug overdose or a means that's neat
Some may opt to end it all by hanging
Mindful not to mess up the body sheath

Some men go for a violent ending
By putting a bullet through their own head
Others jump off a bridge or tall building
Seeking to ensure that they will be dead

Those aspiring to fame and stardom
Pursue your dream and goal diligently
Just be mindful of how things can become
And seek to be guided accordingly

Sweet rosebud, oh so pink and pretty,
You hold yourself so tightly closed
Until the time is right for op'ning,
Then petals spread, so all exposed.

You open when the time arises,
When warm and gentle breezes blow.
When the world is is right and synchronized,
In Mother Nature's gentle flow.

Or at times when need to fertilize,
Becomes the overpow'ring thing.
When your opening becomes a joy,
Tis then you cause my heart to sing.

Oh dear rosebud you have won my love,
I dedicate this ode to you.
We all know what makes the rose grow best,
The sparkling drop of morning's dew.

JACK WITH A BEER BACK

I decided to take me a on a little road trip
Just me and Jack Daniels so I took me a sip
Mr. Daniels with a chaser I didn’t need
And neither Jack nor I knew where the road would lead

At mile marker number 15 I drank me some more
Jack told me I needed some food so we stopped at a store
Bought me some bologna, cheese and a six pack of beer
Revved up my ride and threw her in gear

Mr. Daniels demanded I go a lot faster
And pretty soon that bottle became my master
A nip of Jack and a sip of beer is all I required
Some people might have but I never grew tired

The road stretched before us as if it were our guide
Exactly where we were headed we didn’t decide
Mr. Daniels sat next to me insisting where I steer
While in the back seat sat a silent six pack of beer

Jack and the beer were having some convoluted conversation
But I told them both to shut up or I’d lose my concentration
I held tightly to the wheel as we sped down the road
With me unawares that soon I’d be carrying a heavy load

My vehicle vied with a violation of the law
We wanted to go to a barr but ended up at that store
Days later when I finally got home I cursed Mr. Daniels for what he had willed
And then the Judge gave me twenty-five to forty-five for the three young people I killed
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