New Year's Eve Poem, 2021
by Penelope Page Van Voorst
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Another year has come and gone, and memories have collected
In camera cards, in regular cards, and in other things selected,
And though the COVID’s “spreading”, and vaxs might be mandated,
Our family’s still liturgical, and God’s not to be outdated.
Dad wrote lots of blog posts that totally rocked, so wonderfully written,
And with his words in “postmillitent” many Democrats were bitten.
He grew a beard and cut his hair, and tickled Juni silly,
And nothing’s changed much in his faith: he’s still a postmilly.
Mom cooked a lot, and cooked a lot, and cooked and cooked and cooked,
And Mom’s library account is overwhelmed with books and books and books.
Mom got pregnant, and had a home birth, which took a lot of grit,
And when things didn’t go so well, Mom learned to roll with it.
Atticus got some clay, and made some little soldiers,
His feet and hands are growing huge, and so are his nice, broad shoulders.
His peach fuzz is turning into a nice mustache, and he’s pretty proud of it,
And he re-built his pickup truck like five times, and was a little upset about it.
My bible reading’s not shortened: still two chapters every night,
And I have started having a more filling routine at night.
I still love to cook, read, and type, and I have just found out a way
To make cute hats and even a swaddle out of new crochet!
Finneas turned it to eleven, and when it’s crazy he’ll be there,
And he and Rocco joined in parties………in their underwear.
His love for yucky, in its greatness, well, it never ceases,
And as for loving lizards, well that love just increases.
Laurelai laughed and laughed and laughed, and laughed and laughed and giggled,
And if you even touch her, she’ll screech and say you tickled.
She still loves unicorns, and pegasi are still in port,
And as for growth and sprouting, well, she’s still so short.
Rocco’s Finneas’s “cronie” and joins in all his fights,
But when girls are put in danger, he jumps in to defend their rights.
His “pieacorn” has ceased, so sad, but now he’s got something new:
A way to be jumped on when he’s not in a fight, and then he’ll tackle you.
Callista’s temper has not lessened: rather it’s grown
And she could tear down a castle……..all on her own.
She and Juniper have made a kind of “girl gang”
And she’s the kind of pretty that makes boys say “hot dang!”
Juniper’s found her voice, but she’s not completely naughty,
And this year she found out how to go in the potty!
She loves her baby sister, and is thrilled to know her.
She chews her pillow and tells you no, and cries when you “no” her.
Ophelia was born at the end of the year, and was the first
Van Voorst to be born at home, in a Home Birth!
We’re all excited to have her here, have her here to know
And we all wonder what she’ll be like, once she starts to grow.
2021 may not be so great, but at least it brought some good
And next year we’ll continue the enemy and our great feud.
So let’s raise our glasses, and all give a cheer
For 2021 and a wondrous new year!
New Year’s Eve Poem
Van Voorst Family Year in Review
December 31, 2021
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So, the year of our Lord, twenty twenty-one
is now in our presence becoming our pasts
and time flies, as they say, when you’re havin’ fun.
so let’s take a look back and review while it lasts
A false start was a sign of things yet to come
when the 6th was a miss some said was a hit
and then Joe was sworn in surrounded by none
and the polar vortex sent chills for a twist
But fear not lest you fret I did not forget
COVID kept up its rep as it crept online
from delta to lambda to mu you can bet
valiant variants arrived right on time
But enough about that, let’s turn to our clan
for we fill up our days with our fill of news
and doing my best I’ll try hard as I can
to remember the best of all we’ve been through
First some traditions invented this year:
Couchechism, Dad Time, and mealtime bells ringin’
dinner dance songs and the “Taki Time!” cheer,
Lauds, Sext, and Vespers and also Psalm singing
We read some new books and also some comics:
The Apple and the Arrow and both Bigfoot Bills
The Wingfeather Saga, Cardboard, and Ghostopolis
Story Club read the ups, the downs, and the thrills
And the places we went… that was money well spent
with trips to the Rally and then back for vacation
and onto Moscow and then Mt. Juliet
we had fun in our van exploring our nation
Speaking of the Kraken, we’re on number two
the first went down swingin’ protecting the flock
to Davey Jone’s locker she sunk down into
but her son-of-a-nut Kraken has taken her spot
We met Chocolate Knox and Toby and Gabe
we met Douglas Wilson and TenNapel too
We met Voddie Baucham the very same day
we made lots of friends, we hope to see soon!
Some things haven’t changed and get better with time
like our popcorn parties, re:treats! and burritos,
our coffees and cashes, our Amish trip drives,
our Friday Night Pizza and ice cream desertos
And then just for a treat, mom thought it’d be neat
if she bought a board game for the kids, here’s a CLUE
it took place in the living room under the seat
but with so many murders, they killed it… who knew?
But what of the members who make up the merry?
what have they done and what fun have they had?
let’s turn our attentions and make our inquiries
and remember the best and the blessed and the bad
When Todd caught COVID he lost some of his senses
but ten days later, he again could smell his toots
he continued with his blog and writing run on sentences
built up Postmillitant and wore out brand new boots
Paige, meanwhile, got pregnant, not a shocked face in sight
got into a bad accident and battled the backyard
woke up by eggs and bacon, and by popcorn slept at night
caught COVID and gave birth at home, both good but hard
Atticus finally built a truck using pallets for wood
fashioned weapons from the scraps, set aside the ol’ black hat
carolina reaped some wings and said the hot was good!
turned thirteen, drew many things, and got tall, not fat
Penelope took on more cooking and began to crochet
held a few more women’s events and wrote a few more songs
took on doing lil’ kids’ baths and read her Bible everyday
grew more and more in many ways into a future mom
Finneas finally got new glasses and a cap made of coonskin,
took to wearing fingerless gloves and finding bugs and slugs
sharpened his cartoonist skills and wrote, “Brains, it’s the end!”
grew strong and broad and loud and lean and gave some violent hugs
If you’re looking for Laurelai, I’d start with table or toilet
she’s usually parked at either one thinking over things
sometimes wearing pink headphones pretending she’s a starlet
always giving the best air hugs or learning how to sing
Rocco cannot bust his beans, his head is made of steel
he loves to climb and jump and play and be with his big brothers
if you can’t stop them, rest assured, Rocco will
he’s a good man who gives his best for others
Callista is a firecracker, super really not-so-spicy
least that’s what I’ve heard her say, I advise you not to cross her
loves her chew-box and her beauty shops, but her rates are pricey
makes ya cry, then says, “poor guy,” still she’s an awesome daughter
Hide your M&Ms and any beverages you got
‘cuz here comes Juni and she’s gotta plan
from iced coffee to your water to your fizzy soda pop
“Just Do It” is her motto, so drink it while you can
Ophelia is the sweetest, she’s our little sweetie Belle
she’s also the brand newest, born just sixteen days ago!
what she’ll be like or what she’ll do, time will only tell
but she’ll be loved no matter what by nine who love her so
You are all my favorite people, the best in the entire earth
I’d pick you each and every time without a single doubt
there’s nothing here that can compare to your breathtaking worth
I choose you each and every day and will ‘til time runs out
At this time next year, in a brand new December
We’ll say, “Thanks!” for a past which is now yet to come
We’ll have more things to praise and new things to remember
We’ll say grace over feasts, which have yet to be thrown
So here’s to the year and to many more like it
To be a Van Voorst is, of course, a delight
So lift up your cups and your spirits just like it
And raise up your glass as you rise to the fight
And raise up your hearts as we raise up a toast
To the memories, the bliss, and the blessings of God
to the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost
For the grace and the faith all the more to applaud
So tonight we say, “Cheers!” just as we’ve done before
We say “Thank You” for all that’s already been done
To our great God and Savior and His only Son
We say our “Amen’s” and look forward to more.
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