Arlington

    Memorial Day, who better to be remembered than those who lie in eternal rest at Arlington National Cemetery?

May God grant them peace.

May God grant them peace.

Arlington

Crosses and stars

perfectly rowed

on manicured fields

so patiently mowed.

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Red, white and blue

in contrast to green

in every direction

in multitudes seen.

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Yes, crosses and stars

of alabaster white

precisely so placed

dressed left and dressed right.

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Markers to tell

the names and the ranks

of those who have passed

and to whom, we owe thanks.

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To those who have served

to keep us all free

they rest now in peace

with God now, they be.

***

Jack Downing

May 2012

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My Father Who Art In Heaven

Last week when I published “A Mother’s Gift” I said I would re-post something that would honor my father as well, but instead, I wrote the following. As you will undoubtedly see, I took my inspiration from “The Lord’s Prayer” which I hope will not offend anyone.

Have a safe and joyful Sunday,

Jake.

My Father Who Art In Heaven

To my father, who art in heaven

hello, I think you know my name

for I am your son

and since you’ve been gone

I’ve found

the meanings of your lessons.

For since then and to, this very day

I repeat the words you said.

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But, I ask that you forgive my youth

for I did not understand.

For, I know now, it was those words

that have led to me, the man.

Yes, you delivered mightily

upon you solemn vow

and all your wisdom, thought then, a waste

is residing in me now.

Amen.

***

Jack Downing

May 12, 2015

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In Memory of:

Frederick W. Downing

Sept. 28th 1917 – May 7th 1969

WW II Veteran, U.S. Army

Rest in Peace Dad.

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The Gold Star Mother

     A few days ago a good blogging buddy of mine (Carl D’Agostino of: “I Know I Made You Smile”)* inspired the following poem, when he published the post: “UNITED STATES OF AMERICA 2015: Mother’s Day”** in which he honored those mothers who have given to this nation the very essence of their being, their child! Gold Star Mothers they are called, but does that say enough of them, does that even come close to describing what they have sacrificed and endured? Or begin to tell of the burden which they have borne since they received the most dreaded of all news?  For the love of this country and all of the freedoms that we have (or had) their son or daughter gave their life to ensure that we would continue to be so free.

     So on this “Mother’s Day”  I too, would like to give tribute and pay homage to those who have given to us their heroes. May they rest in the eternal peace that they have so truly earned.

    So please, if you still can, make your mom’s day a special one, for there are some who will be very lonely today.

Jake.

None gave more.

None gave more.

The Gold Star Mother

The hanging star in the window

tells only of her loss

but never, can that star reveal

the suffering it cost.

For part of her has gone to rest

leaving her here, to grieve

and in its mournful memory

she’ll remain, without reprieve.

Jack Downing

May 2015

* Carl is an accomplished artist, cartoonist and author. Please visit his blog you will not be disappointed.

** In this post he gives the reader heart-wrenching pictures and a poem that salutes these brave ladies. 

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A Mother’s Gift

     Six years ago today my mother passed from this world and into God’s arms, and I miss her dearly. The following is a tribute to her and a true and honest testament of her teachings to myself and my brothers and sister on life and love. Ironically my father passed on the exact same date forty years previously and I will re-print something in his honor later this week.

     I have posted this before, and I feel as strongly about it today as when I published it for the first time, perhaps even more so.

     May God keep her always in the peace and comfort that is Eternal Life.

    Please enjoy this and remember those who have made us what and who we are,

Jake.

Thank you for being such a wise and loving mother..

Thank you for being such a wise and loving mother..

A Mother’s Gift

You filled a space

no other could,

you taught me always

think the good,

of those I meet

along the way,

and that sunrise brings

a whole new day.

To dwell not upon

a hurt or slight,

and let the heart decide

the wrong or right,

of what I do

or what is done,

then let it go

with the setting sun.

But, of all the lessons

I have learned,

there’s but one, upon

my soul’s been burned,

there is no stronger

force on earth,

nor gift, of any

greater worth

than a mother’s love

that’s given free,

to each of us

for eternity,

and wavers not

in life or death,

for it never takes

a final breath.

***

Jack Downing

May 2009

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The Living Blanket

     It seems that I have lost the “drive” to write. I no longer have pen and paper handy at all times to record for posterity any and all of my inklings, full-fledged ideas or mere inspirations. No, I now play games on my laptop and my Kindle. I listen to music on my I-Pod through my wireless headphones and really enjoy watching television movies with them on as loudly as I want, so as not to disturb anyone else in the house. In other words I have allowed these devices to replace my creativity. Though occasionally, I do come up with something that I find to be worthy of print, the following is one of these. I do hope that you enjoy it, and if so, please comment. (My ego could use some encouragement)..

     Have a great Sunday,

Jake.

Share your blanket with all living things

Share your blanket with all living things

The Living Blanket

Life is like a blanket,

woven of many threads

while some have blankets thick and warm

and soft pillows for their heads,

others have blankets thin and bare

and some are seldom spread.

But all blankets may be mended

up until the day they’re shred.

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So handle your own blanket

with tender love and care

and wrap yourself in all that’s fine

and in all that’s good and fair

and then lend out all the corners

you can spare.

For what makes the finest blanket

are the threads that we all share.

***

~Jack Downing~

April, 9, 2015

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My Dog Pride

    This is a work of fiction, no animals were injured, in any fashion, during this production. Any resemblance to any other canine, living or dead, is purely coincidental and is not intended to bring tears to the eyes of any person, living or dead.

     Please enjoy,

Jake.

He wasn't much to look at but...

He wasn’t much to look at but…

 

My Dog Pride

Well I once had a little dog

who was always by my side

now he wasn’t much to look at

but he strutted with a sense of pride.

So that is what I named him

and he took all in stride.

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Pride liked to go on long walks

and in the car, he loved to ride

and when I had to leave him home,

oh how, that dog had cried.

He could sense when I was leaving

and he’d know it, when I lied.

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At work I’d take a little time

to make a telephone call

my answering machine would pick up

and echo through the hall,

Pride” I’d say “are you being good?

If so, then we’ll play ball.”

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Oh, I loved that little mutt named Pride

more than any dog ever, at all.

How I’d love to watch him scamper

and come whenever I’d call.

Until that day at the top of the stairs,

when Pride wenteth before my fall.

***

Jack Downing

Apr. 2015

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He Is Gone, He Has Risen

    Happy Easter to all of my Christian friends and followers and of course Happy Passover to my Jewish friends and followers as well. I wrote this yesterday in the spirit of  Easter, it was written as a spiritual song as you will, I’m sure, be able to tell. I can hear it being sung in a Baptist church especially, or any Christian church  for that matter, where joyous musical participation by the congregation is practiced and encouraged. Hallelujah!

     Have a Happy and safe Easter everyone, may God bless us all.

Jake.

Homecoming

HE HAS RISEN!

 

He Is Gone, He Has Risen

Well, they crowned Him with thorns

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord,

yes, they crowned Him with thorns

Lordy Lord.

Oh, they crowned Him with thorns

so that we could be reborn

yes, they crowned Him with thorns

Lordy Lord.

***

Then they hung Him on the cross

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord

yes, they hung Him on the cross

Lordy Lord.

Oh, they hung Him on the cross

so our souls would not be lost

yes, they hung Him on the cross

Lordy Lord.

***

Then they pierced Him in His side

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord

yes, they pierced Him in His side

Lordy Lord.

Oh, the pierced Him in His side

but no hate would He abide,

yet, they pierced Him in His side

Lordy Lord.

***

Well, they laid Him in His tomb

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord

yes, they laid Him in His tomb

Lordy Lord.

Oh, they laid Him in His tomb

and they cleansed out all His wounds

yes, they laid Him in His tomb

Lordy Lord.

***

Now, when they rolled that stone away

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord

yes, when they rolled that stone away

Lordy Lord.

Oh, when they rolled that stone away

they heard the Angel say

He is gone, He has risen,

kneel and pray.”

***

Now, when they rolled that stone away

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord

yes, when the rolled that stone away

Lordy, Lord.

Oh, when they rolled that stone away

they heard the Angel say

He is gone, He has risen,

kneel and pray.”

***

He is gone, He has risen,

kneel and pray.”

***

Jack Downing

April 4, 2015

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