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“Baby Jesus Lives” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A Series of Christmas poems by a Texas' Poet John J. Rigo, Poetry, The Actual Date of the Birth of Jesus?, tagged , , , , , , , , , on December 21, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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I somehow lost Baby Jesus at Christmas.
I know they say Baby Jesus was born in September.
Still it never mattered to me.
 
Each Christmas I was filled with excitement of the news
of Baby Jesus’ birth.
That changed several years ago.
 
My family discovered a religion between Jewish
and something else.
They tend to make fun of the New Testament.
 
They say Jesus was just another man
like other famous men in the Bible.
I been a get alone in all of this.
 
Still in my heart
I know Baby Jesus came to save me.
Baby Jesus opened the gates of Heaven to all of us.
 
In my heart Baby Jesus is my Lord and Savior.
There was no Christmas tree at my home.
There were no lights upon my home.
 
No presents awaiting under a tree.
Still in my secret heart
I know Baby Jesus came for me.

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“Baby Jesus Lives” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, The Actual Date of the Birth of Jesus?, tagged , , , , , , , on December 2, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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I somehow lost Baby Jesus at Christmas.
I know they say Baby Jesus was born in September.
Still it never mattered to me.
 
Each Christmas I was filled with excitement of the news
of Baby Jesus’ birth.
That changed several years ago.
 
My family discovered a religion between Jewish
and something else.
They tend to make fun of the New Testament.
 
They say Jesus was just another man
like other famous men in the Bible.
I been a get alone in all of this.
 
Still in my heart
I know Baby Jesus came to save me.
Baby Jesus opened the gates of Heaven to all of us.
 
In my heart Baby Jesus is my Lord and Savior.
There was no Christmas tree at my home.
There were no lights upon my home.
 
No presents awaiting under a tree.
Still in my secret heart
I know Baby Jesus came for me.

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“Baby Jesus Lives” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, The Actual Date of the Birth of Jesus?, tagged , , , , , , , , on September 30, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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Commentary for September 30th, 2013:  According to scientific research and back spacing the position of the stars in the supposed time Jesus was born, by many it is said to be on September 24th as His actual date of birth.  In that vein this poem is posted in remembrance of His birth. 
 
 
I somehow lost Baby Jesus at Christmas.
I know they say Baby Jesus was born in September.
Still it never mattered to me.
 
Each Christmas I was filled with excitement of the news
of Baby Jesus’ birth.
That changed several years ago.
 
My family discovered a religion between Jewish
and something else.
They tend to make fun of the New Testament.
 
They say Jesus was just another man
like other famous men in the Bible.
I been a get alone in all of this.
 
Still in my heart
I know Baby Jesus came to save me.
Baby Jesus opened the gates of Heaven to all of us.
 
In my heart Baby Jesus is my Lord and Savior.
There was no Christmas tree at my home.
There were no lights upon my home.
 
No presents awaiting under a tree.
Still in my secret heart
I know Baby Jesus came for me.

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"Friends of a Lifetime" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, To our past Friends in Colorado who were never sincere of heart, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 24, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 
 
With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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