500 Followers! Thank You!

When I started this blog last March,
I never dreamed that I would reach
this many followers, but here I am, with
500 followers as of today.

This has been and is a journey of exploration
and expression. Expression of my thoughts on love, romance, life
and whatever pops into my head.

Thanks to all of you who read my work and follow my posts.
Knowing that you enjoy what I write fills me
with inspiration and happiness. My success here
is because of all of you.

Thank you and my very best to all of you!


©Walt Page 2018

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When I started this journey, I never imagined that I would

have so many people follow my writing. You have all

become like family to me and I love reading your posts

and your comments.  Thank you all so very much!!

A Life Worth Living

I was taught at an early age
To live a life of kindness
Compassion… Caring…
A life of value and worth

I’m a Preacher’s kid
Brought up in the church
My Dad was a writer of God’s words
The best speaker I have ever heard

I learned my prayer before bed:
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take

I learned my prayer before a meal:
God is Great and God is Good
And we thank Him for our food
By His Goodness all are fed
Give us Lord our daily bread

The foundations set in my early years
Have guided my through my life
I’ve made mistakes like humans do
Mistakes that have made me stronger and wiser

My life has not been all peaches and cream
But I’ve done what I could and offered my hand
I’ve always helped others along the way
And have never regretted the path I have taken

I think my Dad and Mom would be proud
Of the son they raised and the man I’ve become
I am who I am because of their love
And hope that I’ve lived a life worth living

©Walt Page 2018

Walt’s Writings First Christmas

     I have so many thoughts about Christmas this year. It has always been very important to me, since we celebrate the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ. Like many others, I also enjoy the music, the light displays and decorations, the cards and wishes from friends and family and the softness that seems to permeate our world.

     Christmas is a time for family and friends, a time for giving and a time for special memories. As I celebrate my first Christmas for my blog, Walt’s Writings,

     I celebrate all of you, my friends, followers and fellow bloggers. You have accepted me into your community of writers and poets and I have made many wonderful friends and learned much from all of you. Yes, the photo above is really me, and I call it Santa Cool!

     The most treasured Christmas gifts are not material things, but gifts of listening, of showing kindness, and of giving time. You have given all of these to me, The magic of Christmas to me is not in the presents, but in the friendship and acceptance that you have shown my writing and poetry. Christmas magic is silent. You don’t hear it, you feel it, you know it and you believe in it. You have believed in me. I have felt it and I know it. For that, I am forever grateful.

     I hope that all of you get to spend time with people you love this Christmas and that you do something that makes you happy. May the magic and heavenly gifts of Christmas gladden and fill your hearts with joyful songs, cheerfulness and laughter. Do as much good as you can, as long as you can, any way you can, wherever you can, for anyone you can, until you no longer can. Merry Christmas dear friends!

©Walt Page 2017

The Grim Reaper Came Today

My life ended today
There was no pain
Just a sudden darkness
No sound, just a great nothingness

I had no fear
I just wondered, “Now what”?
It was odd to me
My life hadn’t flashed before me

There was no warning sign
Just a realization
That I was dead

As the darkness subsided
I felt myself rising above my body
Just floating

So many thoughts
So many questions
Was it my heart?
Did my new aortic valve fail?

My soul was being lifted
Suddenly a stairway appeared
My only thought was, Led Zeppelin?
It then disappeared

Next thing I knew, I was following
A path through fields of gold
The melody of the song
Brought a smile to my soul

As I walked along the path
A feeling of happiness washed over me
It felt like the cool spray of a waterfall
On a hot summer day

I felt calm… refreshed…thankful
No longer was I chained
To a body that was wearing out
My pain was gone

In the distance I could see a glow
Music was playing songs that I knew
I realized then
That this was the path to Heaven

I could feel the beat again
My steps were in time with the music
Heaven was waiting for me
I just knew it

But then I heard angelic voices singing
Not today Walt”
You’re still needed at home”
It’s time to wake up”

©Walt Page 2017


I never dreamed that I would reach
this many followers, but here I am, with
307 followers as of today.

This has been and is a journey of exploration
and expression. Expression of my thoughts on love, romance, life
and whatever pops into my head.

Thanks to all of you who read my work and follow my posts.
Knowing that you enjoy what I write fills me
with inspiration and happiness. My success here
is because of all of you.

Thank you and my very best to all of you!

Thanksgiving Thoughts & Memories

Over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house we’d go!

Thanksgiving was always a very special time when I was growing up. Mom and Dad would load my brother Paul and I in Dad’s Oldsmobile 98 and off we’d go. We would travel either to Connecticut to Dad’s parents or New Hampshire to Mom’s parents. Those were exciting days to a child. Our anticipation grew as the miles rolled by. What great adventures awaited us? What great stories would Grandpa have for us? How many Aunts, Uncles and cousins would be there? What special dessert would Grandma surprise us with this year? Those were special times and created wonderful memories.

Over the river and through the woods to hunting camp they’d go!

My Dad loved to go deer hunting. When my older brother Paul was old enough to go deer hunting, Thanksgiving was celebrated at home. As soon as Dad and Paul ate all the Thanksgiving dinner they could, Mom would pack them sandwiches for their trip and for hunting camp. Mom and I would start making Christmas decorations and I would work on my letter to Santa Claus. I went deer hunting with Dad once and froze my butt off. I decided that I wasn’t a hunter. I was cold and there was no way I could shoot Bambi. The Friday after Thanksgiving was just another day and was just called Friday.

Thanksgiving after childhood.

Thanksgiving is always a special day to me. Memories of the good times our family had always come flooding back. After my brother graduated from High School, he joined the Air Force. Distance became a problem and we couldn’t get together. After I graduated from college, I also joined the Air Force and was sent for training as a Missile Launch Control Officer and then stationed at Minot Air Force Base in Minot, North Dakota. Once again, times and Thanksgiving had changed for us. Paul and I both found wives and started our own families.

No more having a day off on holidays.

When you’re in the military, holidays become different. The same is also true for those in many jobs – doctors, law enforcement, firemen, nurses, emergency services, transportation, hotels and resorts, restaurants and tourist attractions and amusement parks. They all require staff working on holidays. I worked almost every holiday and I would volunteer so that those who had children could spend it with them. My wife Susan works in dietary services at a local hospital and she is working on Thanksgiving and again on Christmas, along with many of her co-workers. Patients have to be treated, fed and taken care of.

When I hear people complaining about how terrible it is that retail employees have to work on Thanksgiving, my reaction is “Oh well, that’s too bad’.

We live in an ever-changing world.

Our world has changed so much since we were the children of the 1950s. Everything moves so much faster now. We now start seeing Christmas decorations and sale in stores in October. We have Black Friday, Pre-Black Friday, Cyber Monday, and sale after sale after sale. Walmart starts Black Friday at 6 PM on Thanksgiving evening. Whey do they then call it Black Friday? We have become victims of constant advertising. We become victims of and participants in a mob mentality. We end up fighting each other to get the last crappy item that’s on sale.

Have we lost the true meaning of Thanksgiving?

Unfortunately, I think we have lost its meaning. It’s now all about sales and getting the best bargains even if we can’t afford them. We have started caring about nothing other than our own pleasure. Our “wants” overwhelm us, even though they are not our “needs”.

We have forgotten what Thanksgiving is all about: “A day of giving thanks for the blessing of harvest and of the past year.” Thanksgiving is meant to be a day of reflection, a day to give thanks for our blessings, our family, friends and relatives, And it’s meant to be a day to give thanks for our lives and the freedoms that we enjoy.

This Thanksgiving is a time to be thankful for those who enrich our lives.

I am truly blessed to have all of you as friends, family and followers and thank you all for the support and love you have shown me. My wish for all of you is for a harvest of blessings, good health and good times, along with the gift of faith and the blessing of hope.

Thank you all so much for the hope, peace and joy that you bring to my life!

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