Bri Edwards Family Poems

I woke up and before I got out of bed I thought...
about words of a poem which I'd not yet wrought.
I once heard about something 'God' had 'wrought',
but THAT is not what, by tonight, I hope I've brought
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Hard were the calluses on my Daddy's hands the first time he held me,
and hard it was on Christmas morn' to find only one small gift beneath our tiny tree.
Hard was my Mom's life, raising seven kids and washing other people's clothes.
Without our family's belief in God, life could have been harder.Who knows?
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Lilting Limericks To Help Me Pass Some Time


1 - Our Dad
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My father had an ancestor in France....
who did clean-up after each beheading.
One gal's neck was too tough, and she lived.
Not long after was his and her wedding.
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Joan, a 'Love Child', 'Our Girl', was at our wedding.
Alan, our first son, came soon after & loved sledding.
Carole, red-haired, green-eyed, arrived with her twin,
Karl Jr., but Karl died in infancy, with his dimple in chin.
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Up at dawn to greet the day!
I'd rise sooner if I had my way.
Eat three eggs, and veggies too.
That's what we're all 'posed to do.
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To write "About Me", assignment # 1, for …
her ‘advanced' herb class teacher,
Aki thought of her youth in postwar Japan …
and the decades since, thus to reach her ….
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In the seemingly-"calm" years in Japan, Aki was born in '49.
Her mother & her father had two sons by that post-war time.
At a "nearby shrine", Aki saw white-clad veterans ring bells as they begged,
some missing "parts of their face", and/or limb(s)e.g. arm(s)or leg(s) .
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Up at dawn to greet the day!
I'd rise sooner if I had my way.
Eat three eggs, and veggies too.
That's what we're all 'posed to do.
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Dear Brothers-and-Sister (and spouses) , and some friends,

My daughter requested I come visit my baby grandSON.
I guess she somehow feels that for me it'd be fun,
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Santa Claus comes just one time each year,
and nine months later a new girl or boy does appear.
Mrs. Claus never comes, .....but she is satisfied,
'cause she loves kids, and with kids she's well-supplied.
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Chapter 36
[Clifford speaks]:
Yes, Darien had a small Tiffany’s store and that was where we went.
Entering it, I could not help myself; I asked Sheila “Shall we buy or rent? ”
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Over fifty years ago a boy named Bri.... lived in mid-New York.
One day he took a pole to a pond and caught a fish, not pork.
After hooking it, Bri thought.....that playing the fish could be a chore,
so Bri yanked HARD on the pole. The fish flew through the air, landing on the shore.
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[sing]: The Farmer looks like Hell. The Farmer looks like Hell. Ho hum, he looks so glum. The Farmer looks like Hell.
The Farmer looks like Hell. The Farmer looks like Hell. Ho hum, his son's a bum. The Farmer looks like Hell. [stop singing]

[speak]: Compared to five years ago, his overhead is higher, and price supports are lower.
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