Will I fight for my country

I'm a newborn baby, born into a world unknown.... 

Am I black or white? 
Is my family rich or poor?  
Do I have a mother and father?

Do I live in a nice home?  

I will know nothing until many years later.  
About slavery, the Holocaust,  

the wars that were fought for our freedom. 

I did not ask to be born.  Was I planned?
  

Will I join the service and fight for my country?  

Will there be no more wars?
. 

By, Randee Saber

The Huntwick Herald

The Huntwick Herald

Our neighborhood newsletter

With a great Editor

No one could do it better

The President’s message

Crime statistics

Yard of the month

Architectural logistics

Announcements for clubs

And activities

at our Huntwick

Recreational Facility

Important phone numbers
On the top of page two
You never know
When you may need a few

An assortment of ads

Are in each edition

Front door delivery

And free subscription

Are we wasting paper

Should we just post on-line

Getting a hard copy

Is how I like mine

By, Randee Saber 4/30/2020


With sincere appreciation for the years
Mike Walker coordinated the 
distribution of the Huntwick Herald,
may he now rest in peace.

Seagulls are annoying

You think we’re annoying

We’re flying around

Looking for food

That fell on the ground

The clams you’re eating

They're ours to eat

So we think it's fair

That we take your treat

When seeing your food

And not to miss out

Our friends will arrive

You’ll scream and shout

No popcorn or peanuts

We’ll have to survive

During long winter months

Until you arrive

By, Randee Saber 7/22/2019

Whale watching

From our sightseeing boat

We saw Silla the whale

And everyone cheered

When we saw her tail

An older whale

Almost 40 years old

Silla’s 14^th baby

Is with her we’re told

Swimming together

For only a year

When baby matures

It will disappear

A whale is a mammal

Though it lives in the sea

It needs to breathe

Just like you and me

Don't get close to the whales

If you're in a small boat

Whales can tip you over

Then you'll have to float

By, Randee Saber7/24/2019

Lobster Tales

How did you find me

I’m crawling around

Beneath the sea

Hard to be found

I washed ashore

After a storm

That’s where you saw me

It isn’t the norm

You thought I looked tasty

You needed to eat

Although I looked scary

I would be a treat

With cages to trap us

It’s now a delight

To cook us and eat us

With family at night

And many years later

A delicacy

As precious as gold

When were’ not in the sea

By, Randee Saber  7/22/2019

September 11th Memorial

The Towers are gone

But we’ll never forget

The lives that were lost

We’ll always regret

Where the Towers had been

Now fountains appear

And the first responders

Performed without fear

A tribute to all

Those victims who died

Along the fountains

Their names are inscribed

The Freedom Tower

Rose -up in its place

But the Twin Towers

It will never replace

By Randee Saber 7/19/2019

Lotto tickets

I’m sitting in McDonald's

With my coffee while debating

Should I buy a lotto ticket

What a problem I’ve created

It will cost me five dollars

To scratch the card and see

I had won fifty dollars

So now they've hooked me

Five dollars isn’t much

Though it is if you are poor

But the people on the corner

Wanting money, I’ll ignore

By, Randee Saber 7/2/2019

Talking to strangers

I met you in a store

While standing in a line

Complaining about the wait

The checkers were behind

I met you eating lunch

Where we each sat alone

We had a conversation

And then we both went home

I met you in a ladies room

We had to wait in line

We talked a little while

The wait took too much time

We sat with one another

While traveling on a plane

A conversation started

Yet I never knew your name

I told you about my life

Like you were my best friend

Knowing when we landed

Our encounter soon would end

We sat at the same table

While we were on a cruise

And told each other everything

Because we liked to schmooze

I’m sure we’ll never meet

After the cruise ends

We’ll just pack up and leave

An email we may send

Although I’ve talked to strangers

Who don’t become my friends

It helps to pass the time, and

Maybe I’ll see them again

  

By, Randee Saber 5/28/06

Your Twin

Today I saw a fella

Who could have been your twin

I almost got confused

The moment he walked in

But then I saw up close

He had a little beard

I knew it wasn’t you

A beard would look too weird

Nobody can replace you

No matter how they try

And if they look like you

They’d be a lucky guy

By, Randee Saber 4/17/06

They say everyone has a twin.

I wrote this for my son Greg

who is very handsome plus

he created this Blog.

Moving van

Today I saw a moving van

Driving down the road

And wondered where it’s going

Carrying a heavy load

A family that was moving

To another place

A brand-new adjustment

A challenge to face

New friends and new school

New places to see

Will it be far away

Or near family

Will they live where it’s hot

Or where it gets cold

And will they stay there

Until they are old

The van only goes

A few miles away

In the same neighborhood

This family will stay

By, Randee Saber 6/9/2019

I was inspired to write this poem
because the house on the corner
of my cul-de-sac was sold twice
within the last few years and each
owner moved to different homes
in my neighborhood.

Where will you sleep tonight

Where will you rest your head

Where will you sleep tonight

All alone in your big home

Somehow it doesn’t seem right

Where will you sleep tonight

Where will your rest your head

An apartment in the projects

Many children share your bed

Where will you rest your head

Where will you sleep tonight

In a shelter with many people

Hoping you won’t get in a fight

Where will you sleep tonight

Where will you rest your head

On a path heading to the border

From a country you just fled

By, Randee Saber 6/9/2019