All I have are pennies and dimes,
With my life hanging by a thread.
That’s the way I feel sometimes,
With my pocketbook in the red.

But I hang in there with with the Lord,
He picks me up when I’m feeling down.
It’s his love I can afford,
Through God, strength I’ve found.

By Matt Ballard

 

My Dog and Cat

Two wonderful pets, we love a lot.
Our cat named Tiger, and our dog named Spot.

They’re really something, and quite tame.
They both obey, and know their name.

And what an interesting pair, the way they play and fight.
But they trust each other, not to bite.

And if you throw a stick, our dog will fetch.
In his mouth, the stick he’ll catch.

And our silly cat, will chase a mouse.
Not anywhere in sight, is one in our house.

And if you pet our cat, you’ll hear her purr,
Just run your hand, across her fur.

On our couch, asleep is our cat.
Sometimes all day, that’s where she’s at.

For a bone, our dog will beg.
With a bone, his tail will wag.

What a wonderful life, with our cat and hound.
So much pleasure, with them we have found.

© By Matthew Ballard
www.rhymesandpoems.com

Below is one of Matt’s recent articles.  You can view some of his other articles by clicking here.

Hawk Talk
By Matt Ballard
January 14th, 2010

The Blackhawk’s first game as an NHL team was on November 17th 1926, and from day one, they have had a strong fan base. Blackhawk fans are exceptionally dedicated to their hockey. From the first owner, Frederic McLaughlin to the current Wirtz owners, it’s been like family. It’s the same with the fans, generations have loved the Hawks and feel part of the family.

Fans are part of the team. High expectations of the Hawks and fans go hand in hand. When things are going good on the ice you, better believe the fans show their appreciation. You can see why fans get so excited, the Blackhawk’s have won the Stanley Cup 3 times, have been in the playoffs 10 times and have had 3 MVP’s in the All Star Games.

The Blackhawks listen! In 2008, the Hawks management thought they would fade out the organ music. They thought it was not appealing to the younger generation. Well, the fans said no, we love our organ music. Management listened and Frank Pelico, the organist, was back in business.

You won’t find a Hawks fan that does not love the National Anthem at the stadium from the beloved Wayne Messmers to the current great Jim Cornelison, it brings tears to the eyes and pride in our country every time.

Congratulations Hawks fans!

This poem I have written is my contribution as a Hawk’s fan. Scroll down to see all the words below the video.

Go Hawk’s Poem

From the face off
To the play offs
I want to see a Hawk
It’s not just talk.

It’s guys on ice
They’re nothing nice
It’s off with the gloves
That’s what we love.

It’s fights and scoring
Beers pouring-never boring
That’s hockey they’re cocky
It rocks, they’re heading
For the penalty box.

It’s skill not luck
The way they handle that puck
They have to think
When in that rink.

We’re red, black and white
With a win in sight
We’re going all the way
With a power play.

We won’t give up
Until we win
The Stanley Cup!

Go Hawks!