HOLIDAY GREETINGS, LINKS, AND POEMS

[MajestyJo]

I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas



I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue
Just bring him through the front door, that's the easy thing to do

I can see me now on Christmas morning, creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise when I open up my eyes
to see a hippo hero standing there

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses
I only like hippopotamuses
And hippopotamuses like me too

Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then
Teacher says a hippo is a vegeterian

There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage
I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage
I can see me now on Christmas morning, creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise when I open up my eyes
to see a hippo hero standing there

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles or rhinoceroseses
I only like hippopotamuseses
And hippopotamuses like me too!

[MajestyJo]

HOLIDAY CHEER!

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This is cool. Being from Canada, I love a white Christmas.



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MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR

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Hope your Christmas is a good one! Filled with love, laughter and joy in the fellowship of friends and family. If you are alone, reach out to another, who is also alone. Keep yourself safe.

Wishing everyone a safe and sober holiday.

[MajestyJo]

Holiday greetings to all. Have a safe, clean and sober holiday. It is my hope to post special Christmas poems, greetings and ways to keep yourself safe over the holidays.

Holidays can be a time of fear for many. For me it was important to stay in today. To remember it was just another 24 hour day and to surround myself with safe people (not necessarily family) and have a support group of people I could call. In early recovery, I went to the Area Social Club where they were open 24 hours and had fellowship, food, and meetings.

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Twas the night before x mas ,
we were all in the club,
providing a meeting
instead of a pub.

the ashtrays were clean
and the coffee was made.

the basic texts were out,
and we had all prayed..

when out in the lot,
there arose such a clatter,
we jumped from the table
to see what was a matter.

the chair with his N/A book
and i with my smokes,
headed outside and
found these two blokes.

they came inside,
and they sat a a table,
and said that they'd chair,
as soon as they're able.

to start with, they said,
its more than not using
or drinking.
it's doing your best to
fix your wrong thinking.

'let go and let GOD'
and those slogans we used
help keep the newcomer from
getting too confused.

step one is a start,
they said we should know
and after step two ,
we'll be all aglow.

we make a decision when we get step three;
step four is real tough, we all could agree,
step five is the one where we let it all out,
step six and seven ,
we;re left with no doubt,

we get step eight, and we make our long list
and then with step nine , we have to persist.

when you're on step nine, our promises ring true.
we didn't just get that, out of the blue.

after that, it's on with the rest
that we must do each day,to be our best.
they put on their coats and got ready to leave
a pretty good end, for this
Christmas eve...

as to his name , we only could guess ok?
but i'm pretty darn sure it was jimmy k.
the two men hopped in a red'35 ford,
as they pulled out, one of them roared;

we leave this message , for you , our brothers
and sisters.

TRUST GOD, CLEAN HOUSE, BE OF SERVICE TO OTHERS..
FOR ALL OF THE PEOPLE WE WANT TO SAY..

HAVE A NICE HOLIDAY,
DON'T DRINK OR USE.... JUST FOR TODAY...

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL

AS THE DROVE AWAY.............

Received from a recovery friend

[MajestyJo]

''THIS WAS A GOOD CHRISTMAS


We will all look back on Christmas of the past ones, which were at all like this one..
as we thank GOD now..

we also add the thanking for sobriety and our new found life..

we also think , about how our lives have changed.
and how glad we are that we came to recovery...

so remember GOD, let us live...
through all the hazards of our drinking and using careers..

and when we were close to death,

we found a new way....

so today we must believe ;;

we lived to be sober , clean and free..

now GOD wants us to help others and do his great work..


reach out to the new comer or someone in need....

the new year gives us a lot....so this year give a little...

because we got a lot.....

Received from a recovery friend

The holidays are about getting together with friends. In recovery, we come from all walks of life and yet we have a common denominator. We want to stay clean and sober. No one is less than or better than, we are all equal, through the Grace of God we share, one addict with another, no matter what our drug of choice has been. The substance is but a symptom of our disease. When we identify instead of comparing, we can come together in unity and enjoy the Fellowship of the Spirit.

Merry Christmas
Happy Hanukkah
Happy New Year

Happy Holidays
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It is important to keep safe over the holiday. For me I had to have an alternative plan. If I felt someplace wasn't safe for me to be, I would place my sobriety first, even before my family.

Happy Holidays to you and yours.

[MajestyJo]

Dedicated To All Military Troops Everywhere



THE SANDS OF CHRISTMAS

I had no Christmas spirit
when I breathed a weary sigh,
And looked across the table
where the bills were piled too high.

The laundry wasn't finished
and the car I had to fix,
My stocks were down another point,
the Chargers lost by six.

And so with only minutes
till my son got home from school
I gave up on the drudgery
and grabbed a wooden stool.

The burdens that I carried
were about all I could take,
And so I flipped the TV on
to catch a little break.

I came upon a desert scene
in shades of tan and rust,
No snowflakes hung upon the wind,
just clouds of swirling dust.

And where the reindeer should have stood
before a laden sleigh,
Eight Humvees ran a column
right behind an M1A.

A group of boys walked past the tank,
not one was past his teens
Their eyes were hard as polished flint,
their faces drawn and lean.

They walked the street in armor
with their rifles shouldered tight,
Their dearest wish for Christmas,
just to have a silent night.

Other soldiers gathered,
hunkered down against the wind,
To share a scrap of mail
and dreams of going home again.

There wasn't much at all
to put their lonely hearts at ease,
They had no Christmas turkey,
just a pack of MREs.

They didn't have a garland
or a stocking I could see,
They didn't need an ornament -
they lacked a Christmas tree.

They didn't have a present
even though it was tradition,
The only boxes I could see
were labeled "ammunition. "

I felt a little tug
and found my son now by my side,
He asked me what it was I feared,
and why it was I cried.

I swept him up into my arms
and held him oh so near
And kissed him on the forehead
as I whispered in his ear.

"There's nothing wrong, my little son,
for safe we sleep tonight
Our heroes stand on foreign land
to give us all the right.

To worry on the things in life
that mean nothing at all,
Instead of wondering if we
will be the next to fall."

He looked at me as children do
and said, "it's always right,
To thank the ones who help us
and perhaps that we should write."

And so we pushed aside the bills
and sat to draft a note,
To thank the many far from home,
and this is what we wrote:


"God bless you all and keep you safe,
and speed your way back home.
Remember that we love you so,
and that you're not alone.

The gift you give you share with all,
a present every day,
You give the gift of liberty
and that we can't repay."
~ Michael Marks ~


Merry Christmas and a safe New Year
to all troops so far from home!
May God bless and keep you safe.

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Sharing the blessings you receive from others.

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A Christmas Story

'Twas the night before Christmas--Old Santa was pissed.
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks.
I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!

I've busted I disagree for d**n near a year,
Instead of "Thanks Santa"--what do I hear?
The old lady pregnant doges cause I work late at night.
The elves want more money--The reindeer all fight.

Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids.
Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS.
And just when I thought that things would get better
Those not a very nice persons from the IRS sent me a letter,
They say I owe taxes--if that ain't d**n funny
Who the hell ever sent Santa Claus any money?

And the kids these days--they all are the pits
They want the impossible--Those mean little nutss
I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
Assembling dolls...Their arms, legs and heads
I made a ton of yo yo's--No request for them,
They want computers and robots...they think - I'm IBM!

Flying through the air...dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I'm quitting this job there's just no enjoyment
I'll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment.

There's no Christmas this year now you know the reason,
I found me a blonde. I'm going SOUTH for the season

[MajestyJo]

Santa's Prayer on Christmas Eve



The sleigh was all packed, the reindeer were fed,
But Santa still knelt by the side of the bed.
"Dear Father," he prayed "Be with me tonight.
There's much work to do and my schedule is tight.
I must jump in my sleigh and streak through the sky,
Knowing full well that a reindeer can't fly.
I will visit each household before the first light;
I'll cover the world and all in one night.
With sleigh bells a-ringing, I'll land on each roof,
Amid the soft clatter of each little hoof.
To get in the house is the difficult part,
So I'll slide down the chimney of each child's heart.
My sack will hold toys to grant all their wishes.
The supply will be endless like the loaves and the fishes.
I will fill all the stockings and not leave a track.
I'll eat every cookie that is left for my snack.
I can do all these things Lord, only through You,
I just need your blessing, then it's easy to do.
All this is to honor the birth of the One,
That was sent to redeem us, Your most Holy Son.
So to all of my friends, least Your glory I rob,
Please Lord, remind them who gave me this job."

- - Warren D. Jennings

[MajestyJo]

A Christmas Prayer



Loving Father,
Help us remember the birth of Jesus,
that we may share in the song of the angels,
the gladness of the shepherds,
and worship of the wise men.

Close the door of hate and open the door of love
all over the world.
Let kindness come with every gift and good
desires with every greeting.
Deliver us from evil by the blessing which
Christ brings, and teach us to be merry with
clear hearts.

May the Christmas morning make us happy
to be thy children, and Christmas evening bring
us to our beds with grateful thoughts,
forgiving and forgiven, for Jesus' sake.

Amen....

by Robert Louis Stevenson

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AA Christmas Story

Uptight Before Christmas
(To the rhyme of Twas the Night Before Christmas)

Uptight before Christmas, all through these rooms alcoholics were stricken with holiday gloom.

They prayed, "Santa, please make us happy, joyous & free, bring us candy and presents and serenity."

Greed filled their minds and envy their hearts and someone said, "It's time for the meeting to start!"

"Does anyone have a topic for discussion tonight?" Every face in the place turned wintery white!

They lost all self-seeking, self-pity and self-will when down through the chimney came the ghost of St. Bill!

He chuckled and said as he sat himself down "Call the White House and tell 'em there's a new Dubya in town."

Then he looked through a big book and said with a tear, "Wow! No one rewrote this after all these years! "

Clean house, help your neighbor, be loving and kind, and don't take the first drink one day at a time."

"How could a message as simple as this be realized, analyzed and intellectually dismissed?"

There lies the reason this ghost has arrived: to re-give a gift that has saved all your lives!

Then he set up a big screen and a DVD so every lost soul in the meeting could see.

He played a movie of drunks at their best and their worst, what is and what was when blessed and cursed.

There were scenes of a housewife passed out at a bar, a respectable businessman wrecking his car,

a fight in a kitchen, a fight in bed, a fight at a reception between newlyweds.

An empty bottle, a desperate man alone in a motel with a gun in his hands.

He puts down the gun and picks up the phone and whimpers and blubbers, "Honey, let me come home."

She hangs up as she tells him, "Don't call here anymore." He reaches for the phone book and falls to the floor.

Somehow that phone book seems to capture his gaze: it's open to a number under the A's.

Then all of the people in the movie converged on the poor side of town in the basement of a church.

Driven together in a willing herd to hear of hope and deliver the word.

The ghost of Bill W. turned off the TV and said, "The first word of the first step is 'we'.

I suggest you start there and see where you go. Be thorough and fearless, and please-take it slow!

Let faith set the tone, let love make the mood 'and as for a topic... how about gratitude?'

Just don't drink, go to meetings and pray and be glad you're alive and sober today.

Be a good woman, be a good man and be of service whenever you can.

Be a good mother, be a good dad and try to be good to your kids when they're bad.

Be a good husband, be a good wife....... Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good life!"

Received with thanks from my friend Brenda

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Tonight I was talking to my sponsor. Her husband is just back from Scotland where his sister died as a result of her disease.

We so often think, we can come back. Sometimes they don't make it, and I am so glad for the message they carry to me. It isn't better out there and my disease is progressive.

It is a sad time of the year to lose someone. My father died on December 21 and our children were all young, they just didn't understand.

My son is still in active addiction, so my prayers go out to all those who are using and the family and friend of those who are using.

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Finally the elevator doors opened and there was already a crowd in the car. She pushed her way into the car and dragged her two kids in with her and all the bags of stuff. When the doors closed she couldn't take it anymore and stated, "Whoever started this whole Christmas thing should be found, strung up and shot."

From the back of the car everyone heard a quiet, calm voice respond, "Don't worry. We already crucified him."

For the rest of the trip down the elevator it was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. Don't forget this year to keep the One who started this whole Christmas thing in your every thought, deed, purchase, and word. If we all did it, just think of how different this whole world would be.

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