May 2011 Blog Posts (13)

So many smiles on their faces

Not a word spoken of the dark places

Gathered quietly at the lost and found

Waiting patiently not making a sound

The train arrives and the doors open wide

Arms held out for the loved ones who've arrived

Tear stained faces show how much they were missed

Soldiers finally getting that…

My father was not a poet and not the type to go around quoting poetry. But for some reason, every Memorial Day he would recite this poem from memory. He was born just after World War I ended, and he was a  World War II Vet himself. He never said why he liked or recited this poem, but he used to always bring me a Poppy on Memorial Day that he got from his VFW post. So, I just thought I'd post it up, in order  that we could all remember the enormous amount of sacrifice that has been put forth…

'I'll Have Another Drink'

copyright 2011 by Richard (Rick) Reiley

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"Mommmmmmm--meatloaf again?"  You'll never hear this in MY house because I am not a big fan of meatloaf.  However, this recipe caught my attention--individual loaves--check.  Tangy sauce--check.  No need to scrub the meatloaf pan--CHECK!  Extra sauce on the side is welcomed, as it is delightfully delicious to drag that delectable bite through the delicate sauce and gobble up every morsel on your plate!  The final straw is my children loved it--CHECK.

This freezes beautifully…

My mother is an iron will and a strong determination.  She is a cloud of White Shoulders perfume once tinted with Aqua Net.  She is Ranger's baseball and every tear-jerker ever broadcast on the Hallmark channel.  She is a huge pot of red beans and a plate of sweet cornbread with little green onions on the…

'My Mama's Eyes'

copyright 2011 by Rick Reiley 

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