Denis Martindale Poems

Two lion cubs, as thick as thieves,
Stretching and sprawling there,
As to each other each one cleaves,
Content, without a care...
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Whether the Summer's short or long,
The swallow makes the nest,
So when it's done it's good and strong,
Enough to pass the test...
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The Indian Tiger looked at me
While I observed him, too,
I must've been a sight to see
When I first walked in view...
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The cheetah and cubs were resting,
Content to take their ease,
As if beyond all testing,
All tensions to release...
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W.H.A.T. is the meaning of Christmas. It's Worship, Hope And Trust.
It's learning all that's come to pass, then doing things we must...
It's caring, sharing, blessing those who aren't as blessed at all,
It's reaching, preaching truths God knows and every miracle...
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Make time for Christmas joy to grow,
Each heart that loves the Lord,
Rejoice in Him who loves us so,
Rejoice in each reward...
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She stood there, standing at the door,
Like other ladies would,
Yet she an angel to adore,
Because she looked that good...
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The tiger had no time for me,
He sought another prize,
As yet that was a mystery,
Not seen by human eyes...
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My badger watch began one day
When through the woods I went,
I saw a badger come my way,
He strolled as if a gent...
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The badger and the twins looked great,
So lively, full of fun,
With brand new lives to celebrate,
So warm thanks to the sun...
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