Linda Winchell Poems

Here it is, that time of year again
with it's coco and cookie time!
Store windows all in their holiday dress
people on corners, ringing bells chime.
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I felt a comfort in the spare room
when you came to visit me last week.
At night I could hear your snoring sounds echo
and the scuffling at night on the floors, of your feet.
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I was remembering some, of my childhood jingle's
from, a long, long time ago.
Like 'I wish I were an Oscar Meyer weiner
or that Oreo, and Tootsie Roll song.'
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Have you squandered most of you life away?
Have you been your life's, best of host?
Or maybe, not been the best of steward?
placing it, where it wasn't needed most?
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I live on an old country, dirt road
where when the snow plows come to plow!
They seem to always knock my roads, reflector down
and I can't see the road, to turn down now!
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'I can hear sounds of bells, of that Christmas Day'
Another poet wrote, in their poetic way.
Of 'Peace on Earth, Good will to men.'
And still our earth seeks, that peace again!
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Saddened by what I veiwed
not able to write now, a word unto you.
To express the pain I felt within
when I was a witness, of anothers sin.
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Running through the house
with cape and makeshift of swords!
One bent in a curtsy, 'Can I help you my lord? '
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I'm not too interested, in who you are any more!
Seems you've become, what I see, as a liar and bore!

Your words make no sense, they're just, gobbley gook!
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Just a whisper, oh my God
Is what I eagerly await to hear.
Just that whisper, oh my God
so I know that you are near.
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