Rhyme Tyme: The Writing and Musings of James L Baird

By James L. Baird

Thought provoking, not daunting. Humorous, not obnoxious. Mr. Baird's incorrigible collection of excerpts stem from every walk of life, spoken with the true voice of reason. The most practical aspect of these musings is the hilarity behind them, reminding us to procrastinate, pray, dream, and realize.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Aug 12, 2011
• ISBN: 9781456736897

James L. Baird

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© 2011 James L. Baird. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

First published by AuthorHouse 07/18/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4567-3687-3 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-3689-7 (ebk)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-3690-3 (hc)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2011902720

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Contents

A Tribute to Motherhood

One Thought for the Day

A Real Picker-Upper

There is a Place where Love Dwells

The Big Q?

Won’t You Enter My Home

I Met a Man One Day

A Toast- not a Roast

The Vagaries of Composition

We Love a Parade

Are You Lonely at Night

A Gift to Forget

Tempus Fugit

The Masked Lady

It’s Up 2U

Whoa Boy

While Sitting Alone at the Bar

Hope Springs Eternal

Calling Dr. Einstein

Diet Unchanged

What’s Got Got to Do With It?

Hello Out There!

Not in My Court Old Chap

Without Parallel

Waddle-Waddle

The Ayes Have It

Depart Not From My Regimen

Step Up to the Plate

Homestead Re-visited

A Woman’s Prerogative

Meteorology 101

Haberdasher Wanted

How Sweet It Is

Hoist Our Flag to Full Mast

Endowment

Return to John 3:16

Reward Forthcoming

Billy Graham

Bethany

Euphonious

Revelation

Solidarity

Love One Another

Beneath the Surface

A Hoot in the Boot

Change

Things Left Undone

Self Analysis

No Place like Home

Unlikely Event

Individuality

Origin

Brevity

Opposition

Legal Mumbo-Jumbo

Comparison

Dreams

Prayer

My Health

No Qualification

Life’s Components

Do Not Enter

Unfortunate Encounter

Money Talks

Another Prayer

Humanity in Need

Friendship

Repentance

Virtue

Academia Limited

It’s Worth a Try

Intent

Love

Eternally Paternally

Heal Thyself

At A Loss to Describe

Naught to Compare

Ultimate Appeal

The Hereafter

Contrition

Damon Runyon’s Bailiwick

‘Tis a Giv’n

Cloning Not Excluded

Penniless

A Far Cry from Reality

Without Borders

Surrounded

Amazing Grates

Who’s Counting?

Peace, Progress, and Prosperity

What Goes Around

Blabber-Mouth

Impulsiveness

Naught E’er Thrown Away

In A Stew

Take a Breather

Music and Rhyme

What, No Erupt?

Cold-Hot

Humane Disdain

Err Not in My Ear, I Pray

Leprosy

The 4 J’s

Alexander the Great II

With Such a Friend, Who Needs Enemies

Wealth Defined

Ask and Ye Shall Receive

May I

Tho’ts Asea

Expectation

Let It Be

The Ultimate Resource

Underworld

Bullish or Bear

Privacy

Life’s Goal

Ne’er Too Late

Above All

Recognition

Elder Thought

Please Don’t Flunk Her

Game-Seeker

Gone Fishin’

Definitely

High Hopes

Broken Promises

Love is the Answer

Constant Motion

The Essence of Rhyme

A Lady’s Choice

Nine Eleven

I.O.U

Acknowledgment

I wish to express my sincere appreciation to my step-granddaughter Debra Schowengerdt of Waterford, WI, whose untiring efforts and support contributed so immeasurably to the formulation of this work.

Thank You – Thank You

‘Grandpa’ Jim

A Tribute to Motherhood

(Dedicated to my mother,

nee Sarah Elizabeth ‘Sweet’ Griffith)

I so often remember my Mother

Who taught us to love one another

Were it father, sister, or brother

It always included all other

We were told of the ways we should share

While she tended our needs with such care

Now when Gabriel his last tone does blare

I’m sure that my Mom will be there

One Thought for the Day

Why do we so worry and fret

When our time to expire is not yet

Why not smile and thus we’ll abet

All our good fortunes, ‘Lest we Forget’

A Real Picker-Upper

If at times you are forlorn or weary

And your eyes may become a bit teary

One need not feel down-cast or dreary

Just go and see Harry O’Leary

(Our God also says ‘Not to Fear Ye’)

There is a Place where Love Dwells

There is a place where Love dwells

Through-out our life-long days

The place where the Prince of Peace quells

All of our fearful ways

There is a place where Love dwells

It was there right from the start

The place where only truth tells

It’s deep within one’s heart

The Big Q?

Do we willingly share of our love

Which is given from heaven above

Or do we need a reversal of heart

Ere our love we can freely impart

Won’t You Enter My Home

Won’t you enter my home,