Thursday, October 23, 2008

Christmas! Whoa, that came fast!

I sit in the living room and hear,
A joyous shout and yell....
I sigh, it's that time of year,
When store begin to sell:

Millions of plastic, glass and wood,
Cardboard, paper, scissors rocks;
Anything worthless they could:
A host of printed, colorful socks.

My sister decided to come to me,
Jumping around; They've got a bed,
A doll-bed! White! Look, see!
In this catalog," she said.

I take the catalog with a sigh,
We go through this every year,
And now I'm wondering, "why?"
The answer falls on my inner ear:

If all is in vain, like the Preacher said,
Yet, he urges us to toil with joy,
We can rejoice in doll beds,
And take delight in many a toy;

Yet let us not lose sight this year,
Of why we can have delight;
'tis because Christ was here,
He who was the true Light.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

An Introduction post

I looked at the note in my inbox yet again. Was I seeing things? Or had someone actually invited me to join management of this blog? I smirked mischievously, and grinned wickedly; what things I could now post on here! But the feeling of exhilaration disappeared as soon as it came, as the weight of greater responsibility settled on my shoulders.
I knew that when one is invited to these things, they ought to try to leave it better then before they came. I immediatly began planning a bright pink and purple background with blue-striped titling. Yes, that would definetly add to it, but I think that with a blog, one wants to encourage readers with their content firstly and formostly. Appealing backgrounds come in due time....
So this is me... (who cares if it's from 1892?)
As the other contributors read this, their hands begin to sweat, and they scan hastily for a "delete this contributor" button. So why did the original authors choose me, after seeing the things I post on my own blog?

A Fall Reading Snack

This is a reading snack update for the fall:
  • Pretzel sticks
  • Raisins
  • Peanuts
  • Candy Corn

I tell you, candy corn with raisins is amazingly tasty!

Thursday, October 2, 2008

The Request

The man stood undecided.
What was asked of him
had indeed divided
his thoughts.
It was no whim
but a true request.
He must sink or swim
at once.
"Very well, at your bequest
I'll renounce my all,
my riches, my horse, my best,
all I own."
The man now stood tall.
"I'll take up the pannier
and follow you with all
I am."

Written using three words pulled randomly from a dictionary: request, horse, and pannier.
Copyright 2008, Kirsten T.