That Ain’t Right It’s Just So Wrong

It's not good  for  a person to live so long                                                                                   Everyday I sing this sorrowful song                                                                                                    From late at night to the early dawn                                                                                                       My brother and sister have long been gone                                                                                That ain't right,  it's just so wrong

They were both much younger then me                                                                                        Can someone put me out of my misery                                                                                           Life is too short, that's what people say                                                                                         Not mine, looks like I'm here to stay                                                                                                  That ain't right,  it's just so wrong
The other day I heard a motorcycle go by                                                                                      The sound of that engine made me cry                                                                                                           I rode a Harley Davidson, candy apple red                                                                                        Ma yelling, get off that thing or you'll end up dead                                                                    She was wrong,  she was just so wrong

In this wheelchair I sit still hanging on                                                                                      Even though I'm old I feel very strong                                                                                          What a crying shame what a pitiful pity                                                                                 Nothing but wrinkled skin that sure ain't pretty                                                                     That ain't right,  it's just so wrong         
Guess by now your tired of  listening to me
Well out of this body I too would like to be free
A paradise is at the end just waiting for me
I know for a fact because I've been given the key
That is right,  it's just so right

Author Eileen Clark  2023

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The Sounds of Autumn

Hear the sounds of fall
Geese giving out a call
Swishing of colored leaves
Falling off seasoned trees

Leaves crushing under feet
Snapping branches in burning heat
Scented smoke clouding eyes
Bubbles popping on simmering  pies

Juicy crunching of an apple
Hay rides on  roads of gravel
Gurgling of pouring out apple cider
Crackling of dry wood in the fire

Snoring from grandpa who is sleeping                                                                  Hissing radiator warm we are keeping​   
Deep in the night hear the owl  call
Listen up dear critters it is now fall

Author Eileen Clark 2019

Image: Original Nature Painting by Bianca Cudalbu 
Owl flying in the forest

Grandma’s Porch

Grandma’s porch

Makes me want to be there

Sitting in the rocking chair

The smell of apple pie in the air

Little granddaughter with her teddy bear

Sitting in the other chair

The smells of Autumn everywhere

Makes me want to be there

Grandma is no longer in her chair

The rocking chair is no longer there

One thing I have and of it I take good care

Is a box in my closet that holds the teddy bear

Author Eileen Clark

Apple Pie And Grammy

It was a cold wet and very dreary mid October day,
Noticing my granddaughters mood was kinda gray.
Many thoughts, ideas went rushing through my mind,                                            Surely there must be something useful that I can find.

There it was on my dining room table in a ceramic bowl,
Two kinds of green apples a bit ripened but not too old.
Quickly itemizing in my head all the ingredients I'll need,                                         I realized that I had them all and surely would succeed.

At first my granddaughter did not seem very excited,
So I threw some flour at her and she became delighted.
Next was to see who could cut the longest unbroke peel,
Her eyes lit up and a big smile, how good it made me feel.

The following fall I bought McIntosh and Golden Delicious,
A gift for my granddaughter that was totally nutritious.                                          I am eager to explain my heartfelt desire and ambition,
How wonderful it will be to make this our October tradition.

So my dear granddaughter I will not deny,
You will forever be the apple of my eye.

Author  Eileen Clark 2022


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~ Yesterday ~

  Yesterday

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Good news more often across the air waves,

Men and women were honest, strong and brave.

Happy children with grubby little faces,

Family grocery shops in so many places.

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 Pickles and relishes in the pantry canned

Life at that time seemed ever so grand.

Pies and breads on the windows to cool,

love and kindness was the golden rule.

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Aprons on dresses to keep them clean,

Every back door open with a wooden screen.

Young folks today will never experience,

That life’s pureness, calmness, and innocents.

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Some of the older know just what I mean,

Not again will we live in this quaint little world,

Only by walking along in our memories dream.

Then back to reality we are quickly hurled.

But wait just a minute, please open your eyes,

You will see this wonderful life again in Paradise!

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Eileen 2014

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