Linda Winchell Poems

Things are not always as they seem
It depends on where and how you look.
The covers aren’t always appealing it seems
On any given…or well written book.
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My Grandma owned a rocking chair,
Where she would rock me fast to sleep.
She'd pick me up when cranky I'm told,
And then rock, till ner a peep!
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Peace comes in the morning
When the night seems to have stolen it away.
When all our doubts, that night couldn't be figured out
Are soothed, when we kneel to pray.
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Received a simple brown paper bag
in my mail box today.
And on the lable was a message
With these questioning words did say.
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Twas my night before Christmas
and all over our farm!
All our hens asleep in their coop
and even some, in our barn!
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All that glitters, is not always gold!
It could be just plastic, that your really being sold?
All glitter comes with a price tag!
sometimes way to high to pay!
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There's a child that lives within us all
That one who want's to come out and play.
But we keep it tucked out of sight
Afraid of what others are going to say.
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Take me back to Africa
where Hippos and Lions roam.
Where Giraffes and Zebra live in harmony
making Africa's tundra their life, their home.
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If I could place a song in every rainbow
so it could strum its tune in colored melody.
After all the storm clouds rolled away in your life
It would play softly its tune for you from me.
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***News Release: 'The global financial meltdown has pushed the ranks of the world's hungry to a record 1 billion, a grim milestone that poses a threat to peace and security, U.N. food officials said Friday.'

Our world is having an economic meltdown
Hunger now at a record high.
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