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Celebrate! I Want You To Be Happy Day, March 3rd

The idea of I Want You To Be Happy Day is a day to show love, care, and concern for other people, even if things aren’t so hot for you. Here’s a poem to start the day.

I Want You to be Happy Day March 3rd
By Marie Staight
Dedicated To Harriet Grimes

It’s such a sweet thing to say,
On ‘I Want You To Be Happy Day.’
There is so many a way
To celebrate and make others gay.

A kindness given to others,
For sisters, brothers, fathers, and mothers, 
Don’t forget friends and strangers, too
Paying forward a thing or two. 

Buy a stranger lunch,
Or perhaps flowers in a bunch
For someone you love
Or think the world of.

Leave a sticky note 
With a happy quote
Tell a joke for a laugh
For others to smile on your behalf.

Brighten someone’s life
Relieving them their strife
By greeting them with a snazzy,
“I want you to be happy!”
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A Poem for the Times: I Wish I Could

My dear friends, I know I have been absent for the summer months. I’ve found it challenging to write due to the unrest, the vitriol of the election, the downward spiral of job loss with its consequences of homelessness and hunger, as well as the unrelenting deadly virus. What a summer! My muse went out on a walk somewhere. As I became embroiled in all the complexity of life, my brain froze, and I found sitting down to write was just too difficult. Then this morning, my muse – at a most inopportune time – whispered in my ear. What was I to do? If I ignored her, the thoughts would be lost forever. So I sat down immediately and composed this poem. Feel free to share it as long as you credit me.


I Wish I Could Send You Rain
By Marie Staight
 
 
I wish I could send you rain
To quench the thirst of your land
And all the crops and trees.
 
I wish I could battle the fires
To stop the burning
Of your houses, farms, and wildlife.
 
I wish I could send you the fresh, clean air.
The unblemished air of a controlled climate
Air to breathe without soot and toxins.
 
I wish I could send you food to eat
To nourish your bodies
And help you grow strong.
 
I wish I could plant justice
In your towns and cities
So everyone would be treated the same.
 
I wish I could wave a wand  to
Mend all the sick and
Rid us of this awful pandemic.
 
I wish I could send you peace.
A peace that quiets all the souls
And brings love to one another.
 
The only thing left in reality
Is to wave my magic hand
And VOTE to change all the epidemics.
 
God help us all if change does not come
If there is no cleansing rain
If there is no fresh air
If there is not enough food
If there is no justice
If the sick do not mend
If peace does not come.
 
My heart beats in panic
 Vote, Vote, Vote, Vote …