I Can See Dad There
Squirrel at my Window
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
Easter's Lily
This Blessed Easter Day
This Easter Date
The Days of Spring
A Spring Day
I Can See Dad There
(In Memory of my Father
Gerard Fischetti) |
I can see Dad there
Handsome with dark wavy hair
He sings the tunes
Ballads and romances he croons
Always the gentlemen
I can remember when
He dressed quite the man
A stylish Dapper Dan
Three daughters had he
Susan, the name he gave me
Caring and giving
He loved living
Poker—deal him in
He played to win
Proud veteran of WWII
Salutes the red, white and blue
With finesse he toils
Gardening in the soil
At his workbench he stands
A master craftsman in demand
Whistles as he skillfully labors
Always ready to help the neighbors
Not a man to roam
A showplace is his home
I always believed it to be
Dad would watch over me
Yet for a man so nice
He had but one deadly vice
The cigarettes he craved
Put him in an early grave
No more was I serenaded
The songs have faded
I can see Dad there
Handsome with dark wavy hair
His photo frame on my night stand
He sits posed with a cigarette in his hand
— Susan Marie Davniero
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Squirrel at my Window |
Welcome sweet morning
Squirrel waits adorning
Scattered at will
Nuts on windowsill
Pounced from railing
Upon paths trailing
Burying the nuts
For winter huts
Breath of autumn blow
Squirrel at my window
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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Macy's
Thanksgiving Day Parade
Macy’s seasonal tradition
Since 1924 a celebration
Sponsored by Macy’s trade
The Thanksgiving Day Parade
By way of Herald Square
The crowds gather there
Coming out to celebrate
This Thanksgiving date
Giving thanks it reasons
Welcoming in the season
Floats, bands, and clowns
A show parading down
Balloons fly in the sky
The parade is passing by
A national event is made
Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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Easter's Lily |
Easter has seen
Burst of green
In garden’s room
White lily blooms
Pure as white
Point of light
To grace the way
This Easter Day
Awakens spring
Hear Angels sing
Each Easter gives
Behold, God lives
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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This Blessed Easter Day |
Rejoice! The Angels sing
Hail Christ our King
Today he has risen
Behold! The sky’s glisten
In Divine cause
Heaven’s applause
With God, wish to be
Blessed is He
Bathe in God’s light
Glory in thy sight
Mercy shone on us
The Lord we trust
Look with favor
On us, Savior
Praise God Almighty
In holy sanctity
Depth of life’s gold
Eternity of thy soul
Hallelujah! Let us pray
This blessed Easter Day
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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This Easter Date |
Adorn Easter attire
Hymns of a choir
Voices will sing
Church bells ring
Heavenly message sent
Forty days of Lent
‘Till Palm Sunday seek
Welcome to Holy Week
Symbol of the Cross
Jesus is the source
Behold the Resurrection
Rejoice in celebration
Glory majestic glisten
For He has risen
Pray to commemorate
This Easter date
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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The Days of Spring |
The days of spring
Morning birds sing
Bid winter adieu
Welcome spring anew
Nature’s ballet
The flowers sway
Breath of spring air
Whispering breeze there
Seasons make room
Spring is in bloom
Kiss of morning dew
Awakens sky of blue
Garden blossoms
Spring becomes
Grass is growing
Streams are flowing
As nature allows
See spring now
While it last
Spring will come to past
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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A Spring Day |
Raindrops kiss
A morning mist
Gently falling
Springtime calling
After the showers
Comes the flowers
Blossoms to come
Make their home
With curtains open
Sunshine pours in
Shines on us today
Welcomes a spring day
— Susan Marie Davniero |
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