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Two Poems from our Holidays Poetry Collection

 
 
THE BID
   
Author: James Thompson
   
Poem:
THE BID
   
  Dark clouds above with a show of hail
Lightening strikes within the vale
Stormy winds are on their way
Time to find the place to stay
From off the street I entered a door
Just to see such alot more
A selection of items, all shape and size
Could one of them be my only prize?
So many items spread in the room
So much of which was about to consume
For sale by auction on that day
Just what could be the price to pay?
On items that catch one's eye
May it be mine or just a sigh?
With a number of things that interest me
All began to wait so patiently
Upon the floor with so many more
People there to bid galore
The auctioneer begins his role
Facing the crowd he aims for his goal
So many items there to be sold
And be replaced by pieces of gold
A reasonable price for one to begin
And soon the ball is rolling
The attempt goes on again and again
To overtake and make a claim
The item has reached it's expected mark
And still the total lies in the dark
Three bidders are left with the auctioneer
Which one could it be standing so near?
Leaving the room of so much art
Together with what one could not part
The moment arrives, the hammer is heard
The winning bid is now referred
A nod of agreement is clearly seen
"Find the next item for those who are keen!"
   
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WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN
   
Author: Alison Thibodeau de martin
   
Poem: WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN
   

I was in a parade today!
oh, it was just around the yard.
We all played kazoos!
well, not all the same song.

I was in a parade today!
no, we didn't all march.
We had beautiful necklaces!
um, just paper chains we made.

But! I was in a parade today and
we had a leader up front and
she played the kazoo really great and
she marched her legs up high and
she had a red broomstick baton and
she wore a homemade mask and
you know what?!
She was my mom!
 
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