Bronx story

a Bronx story

Bronx Angel

It had snowed all day and all night making Christmas Eve
Look like a winter wonderland.
Patti looked out her window and thought that no one would ever
Think that this was co-op city complex in the Bronx New York.
She had always opened up the window to put bread crumbs on
The window ledge for the sparrows , and today was no different
As she opened up the window enough to wipe the snow off the ledge.
She put the bread crumbs and like normal the sparrows came to the
Window ledge for their daily food.
She looked across the complex and not even one set of footprints
Yet to be seen.
She smiled and rolled her wheel chair close to the window and just
Stared out across the playground, then she went to the kitchen
And Had breakfast with her mom , washed the dishes then went
Back to the window and saw the other kids coming out with their
Sleds and footballs to play in the snow.
By nine o’clock there was about twenty kids out there building
Two walls for a snowball fight and a small type igloo that was
Held up by plywood and mounds of snow.
They chose sides and went behind the walls and started preparing
The snowballs and who ever got hit by a snowball they was out of the game.
Patti laughed so hard watching this game of war as they was being
Bombarded by snow balls – that was when she noticed that a boy
Was looking up at her and then waved his hand saying “ HI “ to her
She waved back at him and murmured back “ HI “ to him.
Picking up his head a little more to wave “ HI” again he got
Sacked with a barrage of snowballs and fell to the ground
Shrugged his shoulders, cleaned the snow off his coat
And walked to the igloo.
He looked at Patti again and signaled her to come down.
He saw her murmur something and signaled her that he
Couldn’t hear her.
She went to her room and got her chalkboard and wrote
“ I can’t go down I’m wheel chair bound “
He signaled her again and asked if he could go upstairs
To speak with her. She wrote down “ I’m in apt. 32 ‘
Patti called to her mother and asked if this boy could come up
To talk and maybe play some games with her.
Her mother smiled saying “ I have to see the boy first “
Then there was a knock at the door and her mother
Went and opened the door.
“ HI “ my name is Billie Bob and I was wondering
That since she can’t come out then maybe we could
Talk and play some indoor games?
Patti s mother felt a warm feeling about this boy and said
“ come on in “ I am Mrs. Rivera and this is my daughter Patti.
Patti rolled her wheelchair over and greeted Billy Bob saying
I have a lot of board games such as Monopoly , Pokeno ,
Connect the dots And others.
Billy Bob took off his boots and put them next to the door
And asked if he could hang up his coat and hat.
She took his coat and hat and hung it to dry above the tub.
Patti had the biggest smile anyone would want to see and asked
Him what game would he like to start with – he responded
Monopoly would be great!
They set up the game on the living room center table and played
And talked about their favorite T.V. programs.
They didn’t realize how quickly the time had gone by when Mrs., Rivera
Asked Billie Bob what he would like for lunch – he responded ; can I
Have a grilled cheese sandwich and chocolate milk if you have?
“ oh yes “ that’s no problem and would you like the same thing Patti ?
Yes mom ! Thank you !
They continued playing after eating their lunch and they’ changed
Games to “ connect the dots “.
During the game Billy Bob stopped and said to Patti “ may I ask you a question ? Sure ! Of course ! “ what happened to your legs ?
Well , when I was playing with my friend in the hallway I fell down the
Flight of steps and the doctors can’t find what is wrong with me.
Tell me something Patti : do you believe in GOD ? Of course I do !
Do you believe in miracles? Well I know and read that miracles happen
But I’ve never seen one ! Do you believe in Angels also ? Yes I do !
Billie Bob then asked her “ can I touch your knees “ I guess so !
He put his hands on her knees and she felt a warm heat surge in her legs.
Then Billie Bob said : I have to leave now cause it’s getting late but
Tomorrow is Christmas and miracles happen a lot on Christmas
So when you get up and go to your window – pull yourself up
Out of your chair. he then turned , got up and asked and asked
For his coat and hat and thanked them and then left.
When he left Patti s mom said : there is something different
About this boy ! I hope he comes back again to keep you company !
So do I mom ! So do I ! but he said something to me about Christmas day
And I have a feeling that I won’t see him again.

It was seven in the morning when Patti woke up, pulled herself into
Her wheelchair and went to wash up when she recalled what Billie Bob
Had said ; so she went to the window thanked GOD for another day
Then put her hands on the wheelchair arms said a silent prayer
and pushed with all her might – to find herself standing.
She screamed to her mom and her mom thinking she had fallen rushed
Into the room to see Patti standing up. She let out a scream and ran to
Patti . How ? How did you do this !
Patti told her what Billie Bob told her the night before and said miracles
Happen on Christmas.
Patti turned slowly then picked up one foot and then the other foot
Very slowly since her muscles had to adjust back to the change.

They heard the kids back outside playing in the snow again as they
Searched for Billie Bob , but he was no where to be seen.
Patti and her mom got dressed and went down to the playground
Asking the other kids about Billie Bob , but none of them knew him,
Or saw him in yesterdays snowball fight.
They went back into the building and went from door to door and
Floor to floor , and then on the fifth floor a woman by the name of
Mrs., McCarthy opened her door and they described Billie Bob in
Detail and told her his name – she said : NO ! that s impossible
Because the boy your describing and the name is my son who was
Killed in the playground by an out of control car on Christmas day
During the snow two years ago.
She invited them in and showed them a picture of Billie Bob saying
He was going to turn twelve on new years eve,
Patti told Mrs., McCarthy about the games they played and programs
They liked and that they had a grilled cheese sandwich with
Chocolate milk. Oh my GOD ! That was his favorite lunch !
She told her about the questions he asked and him touching her knees
And saying she would walk on Christmas day.
The three sat there and asked : was it a spiritual angel
That comes down just one time or was it an earthly angel
Who stays to do GOD S miracles.
After the incident the three became very close and they
All believe in Christmas miracles now.

© L . RAMS 123020

christmas soldiers

written by me and sung by MARVENIS

Christmas Angel

my Christmas story #31

final Christmas story of the month

 

The Christmas angel comes each year
To fill our hearts with joy and cheer
He gives us all a Christmas gift-which is on CHRIST S list

To create miracles on this special day
And to give us comfort and to lead the way.
When we feel down and out and everything
Seems to go astray – that is when we begin to pray.

We feel his strength -we feel his power
The angel is blessing us at this hour.
All the thoughts and depression is taken away that we feel
And that is when we begin to heal.

There enters a sensation deep in your chest
And spreads throughout your body and soul
A sensation which you cannot control.

You then know that it is the Christmas angel
Who has blessed you on this beautiful day?
And all your problems have slipped away.

These are little miracles that cannot be seen
By the naked ey

a soldiers prayer

my Christmas story #30

one every day of the month

 

It’s a battlefield CHRISTMAS where soldiers stand guard
Not being with loved ones is so very hard.
But you had made a decision to defend the human rights
And if it must be -then you will stand and fight.
The day is calm and in the foxhole you lay
And in your mind- you begin to pray.
“DEAR GOD “this is the day of your birth
And so many families are feeling the hurt.
They are praying where ever they can
And all we ask is for your helping hand.
Let there be peace and not one shot fired
Because as soldiers we are so very tired.
We have seen death and destruction every where
And it seems like no one cares.
Why has the human heart become so cold?
When once before their families they would hold.!
There once was flairs bursting in air
Now its bombs – and destruction they bare.
Just for this one day – all heads should bow
And give thanks for what we may have now.
So “DEAR GOD”- this is my soldier’s prayer
And with the world, your love I will share.

louis rams :

what is Christmas

my Christmas story #29

one every day of the month

 

What is Christmas

What is Christmas without family, without presents underneath the tree
What is Christmas without faith, hope and love
Given to us from the Lord up above.
What is Christmas without the smiles and joys
Of the children playing with their toys.

When your mind is empty and not a memory to be found
And you feel like your dreams are laying on the ground.
This is the time that you look at the world thru the
Eyes of every boy and girl.

The spirit of a child is an everlasting light that reminds you
Of another child s sacrifice.
This vision was seen by three kings from afar who traveled
To where he was by following a star.
The gifts they gave was the start of something new
And to this day the tradition has followed through.

It is called Christmas- Christ – Mas – meaning more of Christ!
What is Christmas?
It is different for everyone! But for me it’s the birth of GODS SON.
© L. RAMS 112617 (new)

two bells for Christmas

my Christmas story #28

one every day of the month

 

TWO BELLS FOR CHRISTMAS

It’s close to the holidays and children s stories you must tell
Of how Christmas came about and the ringing of the bells.
A village boy heard about the birth of JESUS and came running to see
And took his two bells to play a melody.
JESUS heard the bells and smiled with joy as this melody
Was played by the village boy.
This was the first Christmas music that is played to this day
It is called SILENT NIGHT when people kneel to pray.
the song was put together when the town bells could not ring
and the people stood in the square to praise the LORD and sing.
A gift is not a gift if it is not given with love
And the LORD will know it as he watches from above.
Just find two bells and make this tradition last
Of how the future is hooked up with the past.
© L.RAMS 11091

Spirit of Christmas

my Christmas story #27

one every day of the month

 

All my life I have tried to keep the spirit pf Christmas alive
Yet many kids never get to see a present underneath their
Christmas tree.
In third world countries where food is scarce
People talk about Christmas from centuries past.
The stories may be different but the theme is the same
Of a man who was bearing gifts for the children on his list.
It may be villages and tribes unknown
But generosity is always shown.
A hand made drum for boys to beat
Even a small wooden doll is quite a treat.

Christmas is known by different names
But the thought is still the same.
The spirit of Christmas should be in the hearts of man
So it could spread throughout each land

I know the spirit of Christmas will never grow old
It is a story that will forever be told.
© L. RAMS 051416

the empty box

my Christmas story #26

one every day of the month

 

This I will not put into my normal rhyme and verse, for it is a story of
Faith and hope.

The empty box

I felt empty inside, as the greatest gift had been taken away.
Like an empty Christmas box with all the ribbons and bows
On the outside showing all its beauties, but no one
Knew that the box was empty inside.

What happened? Who took out that gift?
Was it supposed to be temporary
For it was something that I truly missed.
What is the purpose of a beautiful decorated box
If there is nothing inside, to show the depth
and meaning of its wrappings.
Had I taken out the gift? Or misplaced or given it away?
I did not know!
An empty box is like a universe without its stars
Or sun or moon. Void and dark.
I felt like a floating object in space with no
Beginning and no end.
I still had my mind active and working.

I decided to back track to the times before this
And what could have happened.
I had an untimely death of a family member
Then I was laid off from work.
I didn’t have enough money to make
My car or mortgage payments, and to top it off
I wound up with a severe cold.
That was when I turned angrily and blamed god
For all my misfortunes.
But by doing this – I became empty inside
With no emotions, I then realized that this
Is one of many misfortunes to come to test my faith.

I knelt down on my knees and prayed for forgiveness
For allowing myself to weaken.
I then recalled the poem – “ footprints in the sand”
And I felt my heart start to fill up again.
For I knew that in my weakest hours
God would carry me.

Now! That Christmas gift was replenished
And filled the emptiness with the most beautiful gift
This world could ever know.
FAITH, HOPE, AND LOVE.
I knew things would work out for me
If I just gave god my problems to take care of.

So if you see an empty gift box!
It is not really empty, for it contains
GODS LOVE FOR ALL HIS CHILDREN.

louis rams :

who was he ( childrens Christmas story )

my Christmas story # 25

CHRISTMAS DAY

one every day of the month

 

once upon a christmas day
when the children had came out to play
there in the snow on the ground
a baby was there that they found
the baby was as white as the snow
and his cheeks had such a glow.
he was wrapped in a blanket of red
and the snow was his bed.
most children would have cried
from the cold.
but he was laughing
or so i was told.
his laughter was quite different.
it wasn’t a ha-ha-ha.
but a ho-ho-ho.
the children picked him up to take him inside
to show their parents
their brand new find.
the parents shocked and dismayed
none knew- just what to say.
who would have the heart to put
this child abandoned in the snow.
his body temperature from what i see
is as perfect as can be.
now you know that the police
are forty miles away.
what can we do, what can we say.
we have no phone and very little gas
should we keep him, or should we pass?
there’s not enough food to go around
and now another mouth that you found.
the baby lying in the bed
pointed up above his head
waved his finger all around
and food came tumbling to the ground.
he waved his finger one more time
and at their feet, christmas boxes galore
like you’d find in a department store.
all with labels with their names
clothing, shoes, and electronic games.
looking at the baby in total surprise
there came a gleam in his eyes.
the baby laughed his ho-ho-ho- again.
‘this is for you my wonderful friends.’
you helped others when you couldn’t help yourselves
and shared the little bread with others
and called them your sisters and brothers.
now it’s time for you to receive
for all the kindness that you’ve achieved.

and quick as a lightning he was gone.
but he left the red blanket to carry them on.

now my children i must ask
who was the one that created this task?

faith and love will rule this world
teach it to your boy and girl.

louis rams :

the Christmas table

my Christmas story #24

one every day of the month

 

The family is starting to gather for Christmas day
The one time of the year that we put our problems away
Aunt Sue has made her specialty pumpkin pies that she does every year
And uncle Bill can’t be without his beer.
Aunt Marge and uncle john bring the honey ham every year
And have it pre- carved for all of us to share
Emma and Josh bring the largest butterball they could find
And having it marinated in a delicious home made wine.
The children are all grown and they like to contribute too
And adding to the table they know what they must do.
Corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and spiked egg nog
Sprinkled with cinnamon just to make their heads spin
There are Christmas gatherings around the world
Gifts under the trees for the boys and girls.
Baby JESUS made this a special day so at the
Table we must give thanks and praise
Hold hands and give thanks for what we are grateful for
and in our lives he has opened many a door.
© L. RAMS 120215