At the end of Christmas Day, after all the excitement is over, the presents are opened, the wrappings are gathered up and thrown away, I am glad that the love of family remains. Peace on Earth—Goodwill to Men. Christmas Blessings to all.
I wrote this poem after I heard on the News of a deadly freak car crash that killed a young girl I worked with. It was a six car pileup that should never have happened and it claimed a life of a beautiful young girl who had so much going for her in life. It really made me sad and also made me realize how quickly life can be taken from us and how we should appreciate every minute we are given.
NaPoWriMo–Day 5–Prompt: rewrite one of Emily Dickinson’s poems
My choice was: “Fame is a bee.” written in (1788)
BY EMILY DICKINSON
Tribute to the Dunes Theatre of Zion, Illinois 1948-2014
The Dunes was torn down today. I and my family have many fond memories of watching movies there.
We were wishing it would have been saved and restored.
Reference article at: http://cinematreasures.org/theaters/4223
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 