Blessings sright back atcha jabber!

Thank you, dear lady!

Wish I had a rhyme,
With which to add this time.

But the mind went blank,
My emotions tanked,
And my uplifted spirits,
Have done gone and sank.

Ciao for now,
To all the black'n white cows,
Grazing in the green, green grass of home,
Think I'll go out in the pasture to roam!

LOL...

Well my friend jabber be careful walking in tall pasture grass,
step on a big mushy moonpie and you'll land flat on your 'class.'

The black and white cows come to see what's a shaking,
and they'll see the problem was there due to their making.

Me, I'll stay in the desert as I walk out of my door,
hoping to bypass snakes and spiders which are hard to ignore.

Nope, I've decide on second thought to stay indoors where it's cool,
knowing no snakes, spiders or moonpies are inside to can make me a fool.

All I can do now for sure is to wish you well,
but even if you must screw up, go ahead, just don't tell!!!

Right you are Chatty, my dear,
Pastures are no place,
To roam about, this time of year.

But my poems take on a life of their own,
And I'll rhyme almost anything,
Be it near or far, or close to home.

So I'll watch where I step,
Where I creep and where I've crept.

And I'll assure those dearly concerned,
I'll trample lightly, 'round every turn.

At least stepping on cow=pies is your only fear,
and then only at this time of year.

When I go out roaming in the desert I know,
to steer clear of fallen cactus that might jab into my toe.

Best not to walk in the sand, best to have a low-rider,
cause the desert sand has holes that might contain a poisonus snake or venomous spider.

I stay on the sidewalks the varmits prefer to avoid,
people ride bikes and walk there which keeps pests annoyed.

But if traveling the desert is adventure, and to you a hoot,
be wise, don't wear sandals, be safe wear strong tall boots.

Summertime breezes

It's the time of year, when I love
Wind blowing through the trees.
Sparklin' leaves overturning'n rustlin',
How I love to see and hear these.
Air shoftly blows against my skin,
If I could, I'd save the moments,
'til I feel that again.
Time flies bye and zooms along,
How I wish the warmth would last,
Rather than rushin' passed so fast.

Yes, I wish summer were at least another 5 months. Nice poem Jabber.

It’s one of those days, that could be so lovely,
The sun is shining, and the sky is blue.
But it’s not enough to make me happy,
Nothing seems to work, everything is taboo.

Don’t eat this and don’t do that,
Be careful not to step on other peoples toes.
Watch out for sugar and saturated fat.
Too easy to hurt feelings, lament or create woes.

Life is like walking on broken egg shells,
Can’t, - without crunching them up real small.
I want to ring; ring harmonious bells,
But won’t forget me; - while pleasing all.

Edelweiss I know what you mean,
no matter what we eat or don't eat, we just can't get lean.

Jabber your poem is beautiful in spirit and sounds so nice,
but unfortunately the bad in life seems to steal it's slice.

I get up with a smile and stay happy for awhile,
then life buts in and takes away my happy grin.

Makes me wonder why life is so precious, so take heed,
I look around and all I see is saddness and remorse indeed.

Wonder if there is a way to change my course,
if you Edelweiss, Jabber and I could find the source.

Maybe the next life will be better if there is such a thing,
I have searched the web but can't find it on Google or Bing.

I suggest we just smile and be glad for what we have today,
by not allowing our children, friends and family to cause us dismay...