Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... December, 2008

12-01-08 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[jaycee]

Wonderful, gardengirl! Your ornament is so pretty...thanks for posting it! I saw your disgust in your first comment...I was there and understand...LOL! Billie is a wonderful teacher, isn’t she? (We all were there one time).

[jaycee]

A very lovely Daily Bread devotions this morning, Mr. Mayor! Thank you once again for helping us start the new day.

[JustAmy]

December 26 & 27, 2008

"Wear Red" Friday

You will soon see a lot of people wearing Red on Fridays. Here's why..... The Americans, who support our troops, are the silent majority. We are not "organized" to reflect who we are, or to reflect what our opinions are. Many Americans, like yourself, and all their friends, simply want to recognize that Americans support our troops. Our idea of showing our solidarity and support for our troops is starting Friday and continuing on each and every Friday, until this is over, that every red-blooded American who supports our young men and women, WEAR SOMETHING RED.

Word of mouth, press, TV -- let's see if we can make the United States, on any given Friday, a sea of red much like a home football game at a University. If every one of our memberships share this with other acquaintances, fellow workers, friends, and neighbors, I guarantee that it will not be long before the USA will be covered in RED - and make our troops know there are many people thinking of their well-being. You will feel better all day Friday when you wear Red! So let's get the word out and lead by example; wear RED on Fridays.

SUPPORT OUR TROOPS! WE LIVE IN THE LAND OF THE FREE, BECAUSE OF THE BRAVE. FOR US, THEIR BLOOD RUNS RED!! GOD BLESS AMERICA.

From an email on June 10th, 2006 - the author is unknown.

[JustAmy]

Graphic by Billie

[Lady Jag]

It is beautiful, GG!!!

[JustAmy]

National Candy Cane Day







Boxing Day






Coffee Percolator Day






St. Stephen's Day

St. Stephen was a little known saint who achieved eternal fame by being the first Christian to be martyred for his faith, and he met his death by stoning.

St Stephen's Day is a popular day for visiting family members. St. Stephen's Day is also known as Wren Day. A popular rhyme, known to many Irish children and sung at each house visited by the mummers goes as follows:

The wren, the wren, the king of all birds,
St. Stephen's Day was caught in the furze,
Although he was little his honour was great,
Jump up me lads and give us a treat.

As I was going to Killenaule,
I met a wren upon the wall.
Up with me wattle and knocked him down,
And brought him in to Carrick Town.

Droolin, Droolin, where’s your nest?
Tis in the bush that I love best
In the tree, the holly tree,
Where all the boys do follow me.

I followed the wren three miles or more,
Three miles or more three miles or more.
I followed the wren three miles or more,
At six o’clock in the morning.

I have a little box under me arm,
Under me arm under me arm.
I have a little box under me arm,
A penny or tuppence would do it no harm.

The wren, the wren, the king of all birds,
On St. Stephen's Day was caught in the furze,
Up with the penny and down with the pan,
Give us a penny to bury the wren.

[luvie]

Wear RED on Friday!!



CHRIS DEBURGH~THE LADY IN RED

[Lady Jag]

I wear red every Friday
to show my support for our troops



do you wear red?

[luvie]

That is such a sweet poem! Thanks for sharing it with us!

[jaycee]

Thank you, Luv~~~I just wanted to thank all my F.R. FRiends for touching my life during 2008! Including YOU!

[ConorMacNessa]

Happy Friday to Amy’s Place!

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Wearing Red to support our Troops on the ground in Iraq and Afghanistan and around the world!

[luvie]

You’re very sweet and it is a joy to know you!

[ConorMacNessa]

On Behalf of Some Irishmen not Followers of Tradition

THEY call us aliens, we are told,
Because our wayward visions stray
From that dim banner they unfold,
The dreams of worn-out yesterday.
The sum of all the past is theirs,
The creeds, the deeds, the fame, the name,
Whose death-created glory flares
And dims the spark of living flame.
They weave the necromancer’s spell,
And burst the graves where martyrs slept,
Their ancient story to retell,
Renewing tears the dead have wept.
And they would have us join their dirge,
This worship of an extinct fire
In which they drift beyond the verge
Where races all outworn expire.
The worship of the dead is not
A worship that our hearts allow,
Though every famous shade were wrought
With woven thorns above the brow.
We fling our answer back in scorn:
“We are less children of this clime
Than of some nation yet unborn
Or empire in the womb of time.
We hold the Ireland in the heart
More than the land our eyes have seen,
And love the goal for which we start
More than the tale of what has been.”
The generations as they rise
May live the life men lived before,
Still hold the thought once held as wise,
Go in and out by the same door.
We leave the easy peace it brings:
The few we are shall still unite
In fealty to unseen kings
Or unimaginable light.
We would no Irish sign efface,
But yet our lips would gladlier hail
The firstborn of the Coming Race
Than the last splendour of the Gael.
No blazoned banner we unfold—
One charge alone we give to youth,
Against the sceptred myth to hold
The golden heresy of truth.

George William (“A. E.”) Russell (1867–1935).

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[JustAmy]

Yep ... I wear red every Friday because I support our troops.

Happy Day after Christmas, Lady.
Hope your Christmas was wonderful.

TGIF .. Have a Fantastic Friday.

[JustAmy]

Wonderful, Luv. Thank you.

[JustAmy]

Happy Friday after Christmas, Dolly. Happy Boxing Day.

Thank you for the history on Boxing Day.
It is interesting to read the info on some of our holidays.

Hope you and your Mom had a wonderful Christmas.

[La Enchiladita]

Conor MacNessa, you are great with the classic art every holy day every year, which I especially appreciate.

Thank you, everyone, for the pings and ongoing season's greeting:) I have an idea, let's not stop with the Christmas spirit.

Only at Christmas

If cold hearts could be melted
And the glow of a candle cheer,
If a bright star in a midnight sky
Can renew a man's faith down here...
If a message trimmed with holly
Can make a lonely person smile,
And a toy or little treasures
Can brighten the eyes of a child...
Then please, God, hear this prayer
For all mankind down here,
And let the wonderful spirit of Christmas
Stay with us throughout the year.

Virginia Luers

[La Enchiladita]

Oooh, Meg, what are you watching on the new TV? Inquiring minds want to know!!!:)

I still have my dear little old RCA 13” with rabbit ears and enjoyed the Mormon Tabernacle spectacular concert on Christmas Eve, then the Ice-skating special on NBC yesterday. Another Wow.

[La Enchiladita]

Oh, bummer about the cold Amy. Wishing you a speedy and complete recovery!!

[La Enchiladita]

That is really, really cute, Dolly. My neighbors have a chee-wah that they dress up in numerous outfits. She is a real sweetie.