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Fragrances And Smells Can Be Fun

Have you wondered what a fragrance could be?
They can do amazing things, you see.
Scent of woman can drive a man mad.
Scent of man can make a woman glad.
Smells can be foul, or smell like perfume.
Smells can drive you from the room.
Human smells can linger on their clothes.
A dog smells more than a human nose.
How do dogs keep all the smells straight?
Such thoughts are up for debate.
Certain smells can make you salivate
The smell of fear may determine your fate.
Some dogs, apparently, can smell Cancer.
Using smells could be the answer.
Pheromones are a potent tool.
They can make a girl flip for you.
They can also work in reverse.
To be so smitten, could be a curse.
But, when you’re with the one you love,
pheromones are better than a turtle dove.
They can bring you both to ecstasy unknown.
In no time at all your minds will be blown.
God was wise in his many ways.
The scent of a flower can always say
I love you with all my heart.
I don’t want us to ever part.
Then, let the pheromones take over.
It is better than a roll in the clover.
Fragrances, scents, smells, or pheromones.
Call them what you want when alone.
When used right, the situation will change.
You will have another. It won’t be in vain.

——————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Remember Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is a special day.
It is fun in every way.
A gathering of family and friends.
How much you eat all depends.
Normally it will be a lot.
The food is yummy. It’s the tops.
You can watch movies or just chat.
Sometimes a game is where it’s at.
Enjoy all the brotherly love.
Give thanks to God above.
Not everyone will have it so good.
Pray for our soldiers, if you would.
Pray for the homeless and others.
Also small children and their mothers.
Remember the pilgrims and their times.
Pray for peace and decrease of crimes.
It is a time to enjoy one another.
Treat them all like your long lost brother.
Pig out, if you so desire.
Then, take steps to be admired.
Help with cleanup and other chores.
Never lay around and say you’re bored.
This is a time to give thanks.
If you are healthy and well, give thanks.
Never bitch and complain.
All other days, you can do the same.
Make Thanksgiving a day to remember.
Then, plan for the next one in December.

—————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Decision Time

Sunrise. What will it bring?
More sad news & everything?
How much longer can it go on?
It will end before too long.

Sonrise. It is time for you.
Time to do the thing you do.
Work your magic & save.
Save all who follow The Way.

The comparison is not close.
One has little. The other the most.
Deception is the way of one.
Truth is the way the other is done.

One is black. The other is white.
One is darkness. The other is light.
One is the way to eternity.
The other can no longer be.

The choice is simple, you see.
Choose the sonrise to be free.
Or, choose the dusk & the dark.
Your end will be as a spark.

You will burn till all is consumed.
Better run. Get on your broom.
Even a witches brew can’t save you.
You will burn till you are threw.

——————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

The Way It Is

We were all just young kids.
Trying to find our way as we live.
Some of us went the wrong path.
Led astray while others laugh.
Some of us made our own way.
We survived to this very day.
It wasn’t easy for our lot.
We went to ‘the school of hard knocks.’
That was where we learned most things.
The lessons were felt, but rarely seen.
They made us the men we are today.
Independent and wise in our ways.
Parental guidance was a help.
If not sheltered, like a whelp.
We were allowed to make mistakes.
From this we learned what it takes.
Life is hard. We needed coping skills.
We learned these along with the ills.
We learned to respect the law.
We knew hard work, & that ain’t all.
Respect for others was a plus.
Others would then look out for us.
Do your part, others can’t or won’t.
Be drawn to the do’s, avoid the don’ts.
Be a man. Always tell the truth.
Be kind and courteous. Never uncouth.
Try not to be too judgmental.
Other’s survival was not sentimental.
They are who they are from their past.
Their experiences back then still last.
The results are who they are.
Give thanks that we have come so far.
A lifetime has made me and made you.
Don’t waste it by acting the fool.
Use it all to improve yourself.
Others will be blessed. It will be felt.
Thank your parents and thank God.
You are surviving with their nod.
Now, make them proud of you.
Continue to grow in every venue.
Someone all will look up to.
It’s in the cards for me and you.

———————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

A Better Way

The world today is such a mess.
It was all predicted, I guess.
The Bible has warned of such a time.
I can’t claim this time as mine.
I grew up in the decade of the 50’s.
It was even better than the 60’s.
Not a lot of money to go around.
But, things were cheap in town.
It was a peaceful time, for sure.
No social unrest, as it were.
A country setting was my life.
Here you seldom saw a fight.
We rode bikes to get around.
It was good exercise, I have found.
With several friends and my dog.
Fresh, clean air, above the fog.
Outside fun all the time.
No computers to occupy our mind.
Radio, then later B & W TV.
That was entertainment to me.
Religion was a big part of life.
Things were simpler. Way less strife.
I would love to go back again.
But, that can’t be, my friend.
Just take in stride what I say.
At one time, there was a better way.
Maybe there can be again.
It depends on how all this ends.

———————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Country Life

It’s a country life for me.
Just that feeling of being free.
A walk to lower your stress.
Country smells do the rest.
All the sights help you too.
Nature will feel close to you.
Breathe that clean country air.
Birds are singing everywhere.
Neighbors are friendly as can be.
You’re treated like kinfolk. Wait & see.
Walk through fields of wheat.
Eat fresh food. All you can eat.
Take a hike in the woods.
Butterflies will kiss you, if they could.
Go fishing in lake or stream.
Life is as peaceful as it seems.
It’s a great place to raise your kids.
You won’t nut up and flip your lid.
There is no smog to choke you up.
Go outside & play with your mutt.
Ride your bike to the swimming hole.
Life here is fun. Just take it slow.
Enjoy all these gifts from God.
There are no weirdo’s, looking odd.
Once you’re here and settled in,
you will be happy. Bring a friend.

———————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Can Opener Problems

Have you ever tried to open a can?
My wife couldn’t either. I’m the man.
The electric can opener wouldn’t work.
It made noise, but it wouldn’t cut dirt.
It wouldn’t even make a hole in the can.
I worked up a sweat and needed a fan.
Finally, I looked for a manual opener.
It was hard to find,—- to be sure.
It made a hole in the can okay.
But, it was super hard to use anyway.
It took all my strength to turn the handle.
Now I know why I replaced the manual.
After making Nixon sound like a saint,
I felt really tired and about to faint.
I succeeded in getting the can open.
It was a can of beans. No great token.
Hardly worth the effort at all.
I should have found a way to stall.
Come up with something else to eat.
Like take out. Now that would be a treat.

——————————-R, W, Johnson—–(2015)

Let’s Keep Our Thoughts Private

Have you ever wondered how it would be
If others could read your mind & see what you see?
You may think that would be fun.
But, soon, you would be on the run.
Privacy would be nonexistent at best.
You would bare it all , putting all doubt to rest.
Many thoughts you don’t want others to know.
Their reaction could be a real show.
Forget guilt and shame.
Swallow them with the rest of your pain.
You would want to read others thoughts too.
Even the ground. Know what they think of you.
I have a hunch things could get nasty.
At least you would never be a patsy.
What about the thoughts of those who are mentally ill?
Could you handle that with any type of skill?
No. It would be a very unpleasant thing.
I don’t want to hear others thoughts ring.
Think of God, who can hear all of our thoughts.
Bare to Him our souls, & that’s a lot.
His love for us knows no bounds.
Hearing our thoughts & He stays around.
That is beyond my comprehension.
I am glad it’s not me, but it is Him.

———————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Keep An Open Mind To Life

Some understanding takes a lifetime of learning.
It’s the ones that keep the emotions churning.
Look back and reap the lessons from your past.
Never throw a bad experience into the trash.
Take the lesson and apply it to the situation.
Never give in to your overwhelming temptation.
Make the best of every experience in life.
File it away to use as a guide when there is strife.
In the final analysis you will be a better man.
You will handle the situation as best you can.
Others will see the wisdom of your ways.
They will come to you for advice in the coming days.
You, yourself, will feel better with the end result.
If it was based on life experiences you did consult.
We are here for a lot of different reasons.
One of those would be to learn from the seasons.
The seasons we go through as we age.
There is a season for every stage.
Every stage brings new experiences to bare.
The result is a better person for us to share.
So keep this in mind if you should get off track.
It also applies to others to explain where they are at.
A broader view of life and all it holds for you
can be obtained by always maintaining a broader view.

—————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Computer Problems

I got a new computer the other day.
I ripped my hair. I had to pray.
This thing don’t work like the old one.
I thought a new one would be fun.
Windows 10 is supposed to be better.
I try, but I can’t even write a letter.
For a pre computer person it is hard.
This post computer age is a card.
It drives me insane when it won’t work.
I slam my fist,—– then I am hurt.
I need a computer I can talk to.
It will do just what I tell it to do.
But, no such luck. I have to be the nut.
The nut who is stuck in a rut.
Come on speakers, start to work.
You spoke once. Was it a quirk?
There has got to be a better way.
Just sending one E-Mail takes all day.
Half the E-Mail disappeared before I was done.
Took several hours to retrieve that one.
I have more storage, but I can’t find my ass.
If it wasn’t attached, it would go in the trash.
I guess I will keep on struggling along.
I will either get it right or it will be wrong.
By the time I figure it out,
It will be time to upgrade again, no doubt.

———————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)