Winter Poetry And Christmas by Cynthia Jones (feel good books to read TXT) 📖

make the mouse go away.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.5/2005

Poor woman. She works so darn hard. She needs some time off.


Ode To A Snowflake

Through the air you fall
so peacefully,
I hold a smile on my face
very lovingly.

I love how you shimmer
under the morning sun,
like a little diamond
from the cotton ball clouds, you've fallen.

You land on the noses
of awaiting boys and girls,
they look for that one tiny snowflake
to land on their tight curls.

Oh little white snowflake
so perfect and true,
how, for one day
I wish I was you.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.2/2006


It's snowing again today. I'm just sitting here, watching the snowflakes fall one by one.
Christmas Is..... (Naga-Uta)

Time for family
remembering our Savior
not about the gifts
it's about the love we share
to think about those
a little less fortunate
and thank God for every day.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.15/2004

Christmas Lights Shine (Septet II)

Christmas lights
hang on the railing
just outside my front room door
the snow shines all different colors
it puts me in the spirit
for giving gifts out


at Christmas.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.10/2005

Grandpa Got Run Over By A Beer Truck (Fractured Christmas Song)

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
walking from the tavern Christmas night,
he landed face first into the snow bank
let me tell you now, it was quite the sight.

Grandpa drank whiskey and eggnog
then mixed them with some beer,
he was dancing to techno music
and singing with Santa's reindeer.

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
walking from the tavern Christmas night,
he landed face first into the snow bank
let me tell you now, it was quite the sight.

What will be his excuse to grandma


when she smells alcohol on his breath?
He'll probably say he got into a fight
Santa almost beat him half to death.

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
walking from the tavern Christmas night,
he landed face first into the snow bank
let me tell you now, it was quite the sight.

Grandpa staggered out of the tavern
he was running into the walls,
let me say, his vision was rather blurred
when his pet doberman bit him in the b@lls.

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
walking from the tavern Christmas night,
he landed face first into the snow bank
let me tell you now, it was quite the sight.

He had tire marks up his backside
serves him right for getting drunk,
the driver of the beer truck picked him up
and stuffed grandpa in the trunk.


Grandpa got run over by a beer truck
walking from the tavern Christmas night,
he landed face first into the snow bank
let me tell you now, it was quite the sight.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Dec.24/2005

Christmas (Cinquain)

Christmas
family time
bless those, less fortunate
celebrate and give thanks to God
Christmas.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.10/2004 Imprint

Text: All of these photos in the book are mine. Copyright Cynthia Jones
Publication Date: 12-06-2009

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
This book is dedicated to my family and friends, whom always tell me to never give up on my writing.