Getting Ready

Getting Ready

By Larry Linville

When you’ve put away goblins and ghosts

and have had that last turkey on toast

your holiday times should not end

a bigger one’s around the bend.

It’s important to start it off right

doing things to prepare for that night.

I’m not talking of Christmas trees

it’s about getting on your knees.

I know there are gifts you must buy

and so much baking you want to cry

just use time to take a long look

at the story found in the Book.

Don’t get busy and miss the reason

we celebrate this joyous season.

Put things in the proper perspective

to achieve your Christmas objective.

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Laborers Are Few

Laborers Are Few
By Larry Linville

“The fields are white for harvest
and the laborers are few.”
That’s how Jesus challenged us
and we know it’s very true.

But we send out messages
that we love Jesus so deep.
If others love him like we do
this good chain mail they should keep.

We flood emails with forwards
which seldom contain much truth
and it takes hours to read their
condemnations of our youth.

We voice our hate for others
who are different than we are
while we climb a big ladder
to place that big lighted star.

“Christmas is too commercial”
we complain while looking smug
as we buy some mistletoe
that matches our Christmas rug.

The fields are white for harvest
but the laborers are busy
finding many other things
to keep them in a tizzy.

If the workers did those things
Christ wanted them to do
Jesus would be in Christmas
and people would be blessed too.

We’d find it’s not the words said
but what we do in His name
when we try to share that peace
we don’t have the time to blame.

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Good Old Days

Good Old Days
By Larry Linville

You can see nostalgia on their face
while they try so hard to make their case
how life was better in many ways
and things were great in the good old days.

I’ll build the outhouse, you dig the pit
and we’ll have it done before we quit.
Let’s stand back to look and give it praise.
Tell me how you miss the good old days.

Pick up the phone and wait a while
‘til no one’s talking then you may dial.
Put wood in the stove and let it blaze
while to talk about the good old days.

Pump some water and bring it inside
and put in the washer with some Tide.
Since there’s no TV we can just gaze
thinking about the good old days.

Walk a mile to school or maybe two
with a lunch your mom packed for you
while you are waiting for life’s next phase
remind yourself of the good old days.

Today is the good old days my friend
and here’s the message I want to send.
Don’t miss the now as you sit in a daze
trying to live in the good old days.

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Marking Property

Marking Property

By Larry Linville

Two male dogs met at a fence

in their respective back yards.

They each had their job to do

as their family guards.

The first dog made his statement

by lifting high his right back paw

and marking the property

which the other dog clearly saw.

Up went the leg of the other

to make a similar claim.

So the first dog repeated

by doing the very same.

Neither dog would give an inch

as they made that spot real wet.

They couldn’t let the other win

and become the better pet.

After the hour long contest

they were as dry as could be.

Dehydration made them sick

since they could no longer pee.

Now when they see each other

and their eyeballs start to roll

they run to get a great big drink

from their little water bowl.

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Life Is Like...

Life is Like….

By Larry Linville

He was the priceless philosopher.

He’d been ‘round the block many times.

The ladder of life was familiar

‘cause he’d taken so many climbs.

He had a way of making a point

by trying to turn an old phrase.

That wisdom which once was so weak

has improved with the passing of days.

“Life’s like a roll of toilet paper,”

he said as his elbow he would bend.

“It seems to keep going faster

while you’re getting closer to the end.”

When your life keeps gaining momentum

and you feel blown around by a fan

remember these great words of wisdom

each time you go sit on the can.

Give thanks that they’ve made progress

otherwise you’d be out of luck.

In the old days there was no roll

for the good old Sears and Roebuck.

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The Maple Leaf

The Maple Leaf

By Larry Linville

The flower bed was dying

beauty of the summer passed

fall was rudely rushing in

with the first cold winter blast.

A large bare spot existed

where beauty was on display

but in the very center

a maple leaf came to lay.

It displayed its bright color

like a coat that was just bought

thinking it could fill the void

of this once so pretty spot.

Did it have that spot in mind

as it departed the tree

or was it just excited

because at last it was free?

What did that flower bed think?

I wonder just what it said

when it watched that leaf settle

in its brand new winter bed.

When time comes for you to move

to a location brand new

will you bring a new beauty

that will improve the old view?

Fill your life with self-less love

helping those who are in need

by replacing ugliness

and setting all beauty free.

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Senior Citizens Trip To The Theater

Senior Citizens Trip To the Theater
By Larry Linville

Got on the bus the other day
to have a meal and see a play.
Dinner theater is its name
to a country guy this was tame.

Senior citizens on my bus
made me often want to cuss.
They moved around very slow
every place I wanted to go.

Some spoke too soft and some too loud
some strayed away from the crowd.
Some were cold and some were hot
some smelled real good and others did not.

Our arrival was very fine
except there was a long bus line
filled with seniors from miles away
all were waiting to see the play.

Stood in long lines for the food
some were polite and some were rude.
So I got to my table soon
but found I didn’t have a spoon.

When intermission time was there
everybody went from their chair
to stand in line at the rest room
but back for next act to resume.

The play was one of the best
even while we tried to digest
the meal we had eaten before
except for what was on the floor.

Now on the bus we started back
I wondered if I’d earned a plaque
because of what all I could see
of people who were just like me.

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