Weddings

A wedding marks a point in life
When young girl changes into wife,
And young man is no longer free -
A husband he will henceforth be.

From being two they now are one,
And life together has begun;
With all the changes that involves
As round each other life revolves.

No longer is it right that they
Simply do things their own way
But must consider now the fact
They should consult before they act.

But with this change in circumstance,
A married couple have the chance,
To grow in love as through the years,
They share their joys as well as tears.

Evil Men

Some men it seems are evil; they are lacking any sense
Of what it's to be human; they see terrible events
As preferable to others which bring joy to all around;
Their view of good and evil will quite frequently be found
To be completely opposite to the views of normal souls,
With hurting and not caring being the focus of their goals.
They like to boast they're brutal, and enjoy the life they lead;
Depravity to them is just a normal human need.
They can't conceive within their heads how other people feel,
Their hearts though beating normally are often hard a steel.
Why are some men like that?  It's really hard to tell,
And it's not the sort of subject on which people like to dwell.

Buying Christmas Presents

The time has come around again
When one spends endless hours in vain
Searching for presents that one can give
To someone who will never forgive
Still once more some soap or socks,
The usual biscuits or Christmas chocs.
And what do you buy for an elderly aunt
Who's dearly loved, but certainly can't
Be given the same old thing again
When she's made it clear she has a yen
For something different to make her feel
She's young again and full of zeal.
And uncle who's well past his prime
And says he wants no gifts this time,
But you're aware he secretly,
Expects you to ignore his plea.
And then the children, who want to much,
They really are quite out of touch
With what things cost; though they're adored,
Their favoured gifts you can't afford.
Parents too can be a pain,
If they produce the sad refrain
"I don't want anything at all",
Knowing that you will not fall
To taking them literally at their word,
And acting just on what you've heard.
Problems can arise with friends,
Where often giving soon descends
To swapping soaps and scents and creams -
Hardly the stuff of Christmas dreams.
But if this all sounds very true,
Perhaps there's something you can do
Ignore them all; this year be bold
Give vouchers to both young and old.

Falling Leaves

The streets are awash with a carpet of brown
And yellow and gold as the leaves tumble down,
Helped by the winds that so frequently blow,
And through the trees' branches so rapidly flow,
Detaching the leaves with the force of their strength,
Making them fly along all the street's length.
They're whipped up in piles where they meet with a wall;
It's rare that they stay in the place where they fall.
If it rains they quite quickly turn glassy to tread,
Something pedestrians soon come to dread.
But soon they are gone, as the winter comes round,
And pavements with white can expect to be crowned.

The Need for Truth

When out of the window concern for truth flies
A great many problems will quite soon arise,
For truth is the one thing that helps to ensure
That honesty, knowledge and facts will endure.
If people are frightened to state what they know,
The number of lies that abound will soon grow,
As truth is supplanted by what won't offend
And most people follow the popular trend.
At least when in public; they may when alone
Admit to a truth which is not just their own.
But accepted by others still able to think
Who've looked at the facts, but drawn back from the brink
Of telling the truth, for they know this might cause
Offence to some people, and may break some laws.
Dictators often love lies over truth,
Knowing that they can deceive much of youth
Who haven't the knowledge to see through their lies
And how they're complicit in truth's sad demise.
It's only by keeping truth firmly in view
With free speech as normal, the thing that is due
From all in authority, though they might feel
A few untrue statements  has much more appeal.

The Results of Faith

Faith makes a difference to how one behaves
The things that don't matter, the things that one craves;
Money is not the sole object in sight,
But rather attempting to do what is right.
The power to control is not actively sought,
And a bribe will not bring in a good man's support;
Faith demands honesty, truth and not lies,
So thoughts of deception should never arise.
For faith means that this life is not all there is
And one must remember that we are all His.

December

December is a time when all
From babes just managing to crawl
To those whose hair has long been grey
Can go to something every day.
Pantomimes are everywhere,
performed with all the usual flair,
Cinderella, Puss in Boots,
The sort of thing that soon refutes
The idea that no-one want to go
To see what's really a children's show.
Carols have an honoured place
And very often form the base
Of concerts where the venues ring
With joyful sounds as people sing.
And then a lot of churches run
A carol service which is fun,
With loads of readings and carols too,
Sung by all, not just the few.
Skating rinks too now appear,
Their icy surfaces hard and clear
Where every one can try their hand
At joining the expert skaters' band.
Then there are the Christmas fairs,
Based in halls or market squares,
All with lots of things to buy
Arranged to catch the shopper's eye.
Also there are Christmas lights
Twinkling through the days and nights
Hung in shops on looped round trees,
Sometimes moving in the breeze.
There's always so much going on,
December is so quickly gone,
And dreary January arrives
With little to brighten people's lives