‘Twas the Morning before the Night before Christmas

‘Twas the Morning before the Night before Christmas
by Brian Russell


‘Twas the morning before the Night before Christmas and it was still night
This old man awoke with a belly so tight

And try as I may to go back to bed
The excitement of Christmas kept running through my head

You’d think I’d outgrow, listening for reindeer
But my stomach is in knots awaiting good cheer

My years have grown longer, gray hair on my top
But visions of sugar plums just will not stop

If I’m feeling this way on Christmas Eve morn
How will I be on the day He was born?

I guess I’ll be sitting awaiting the clatter
For at two in the morning nothing does matter

And Santa will be here I know in my heart
Climbing down chimneys and doing his part

He may come for children but the love that he brings
Fills my face with a smile and makes my heart sing

And this is the present which I hold so dear
The love of the season fills my eyes with good tears

So I send you my love as I wait for daylight
Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!

Rain

Rain

Cleansing, Peaceful, Drops
Relaxing My Soul Throughout
Quiet, Gentle, Fall

Oh, The Pleasures of Guilt

You capture my gaze from across the room
Time ceases to exist
Lost in your elegance and beauty
Mouth watering
My senses peeked
Smooth
Soft
Creamy
Desire longing to be fulfilled
Closer you approach
Heart racing
Oh, the aroma
Sweet
Refreshing
Heavenly
Savoring the moment
Anticipation
Ready to plunge
Pausing
Teasing
Closer still
Within reach
A gentle touch
Too much to endure
Can wait no longer
You glide pass my lips
Tongue tickling
Silky
Velvety
Rich
The heat intensifies
Fire
Melting
More
Must go further
Intensity
Plunging deeper
Your cherry pops
Explodes
Oh the sweetness
Overwhelming
Satisfying
Calm
Relaxed
Finished
Oh, how I long to taste you again
Hot Fudge Cake with Ice Cream
How I Love thee

Memories of Love Poem

Memories of Love
By Brian Russell

As I sit here and watch the cars drive by fast

Enjoying the day, I dream of the past

I think of the love of times long ago

When we were so young and I was your beau

But the day is too pretty for me to be sad

So I sit and I smile with memories we had

We got into trouble but we sure had fun

Fantabulous times, I miss you a ton

The sun is now setting. Before I'm lonely and blue,

I will sit, I’ll have faith, in our God; He is true.

A Burger, a Dog, the Legs of a Frog

You can love...

a burger, a dog, the legs of a frog
a train, or a plane, or a mid-summer's rain
a snail, a pail or a puppy dog's tail
a cat, or a bat, and a rat a tat tat
a page, a cage, or even some sage
a truck, a duck, an ol' hockey puck
a shirt, some dirt, and an old man that blurts
a ball, a hall, and somethings that's small
a pan, a fan, or getting a tan
a kite, a fright, a brisk autumn night
a rose, a hose and even a nose
a bed, a thread, a wagon that's red
a gate, a crate, a rink to go skate
a bin, a chin, a sinister grin
a skit, a pit, or even to spit
a den, a pen, an ol' big fat hen
a bet, a jet, something that's wet
a bell, a well, even a smell
a show, some snow, a dim candle glow
a hound, a sound, kissing the ground
a cake, a rake, a slimy ol' snake
a chair, a fair and somethng to wear
a snack, a rack, even a yak
a sub, a rub, a tub you can scrub
a bun, a run, something well done
a cot, a pot, even a dot
a cap, a map, an afternoon nap
a hand, a land, and your favorite band
a ring, to sing, or any ol' thing

But the love that I found comes from Him up on High
If you need proof, look up to the sky
He pours out His grace and His love to us all
God sent His own Son to answer our call

Well I know that it's true we all love some treasures
But I tell you right now there is greater pleasure
Make a friend of His Son and live in His will
God will save you today 'cause Christ paid the bill

I know we all sin it's a terrible thing
But Christ came to save us just give Him a ring
Ask for forgiveness and He'll send His grace
Blessings and Love for the whole human race

And though there are times of struggle and strife
Open your heart and put Him in your life
He'll carry you along, give comfort and love
And one day we'll join Him in Heaven above.

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Irish Old Man

Irish Old Man
by Brian Russell
the old man

I'm an Irish old man
So I guess I have luck
My riches aren't plenty
Not nary a buck

I've been through some hard times
But I've muddled through
With God's grace and mercy
When life has been blue

I've tried on my own
To make it all right
But it took His great love
To walk through the night

Now an Irish old man
Is Lucky they say
And though mine's been bad
I'll bless you today

First I'll give you the key
To a happier life
Make friends with His Son
He'll help with your strife

Christ will give you His love
His strength and His shield
He will show you the way
But your will you must yield

An Irish blessing from me
Will not mean a thing
If that's why you came here
Make Christ your King

I'll leave you this blessing
From an Irish, not Keats
May all your requests
Never end in defeat.