Harold L. Ellison 

Oakland, California USA 

I was born in 1941 in Clayton, Missouri, graduated from Kirkwood Sr. High School in 1958, then spent two years in the U.S. Army. I am married to a wonderful lady, Anita, with whom I have five children and one grandchild. We are both active in the church; I am also a board member of the First Church of God in Oakland where I enjoy singing solos. My hobbies are fishing, singing, writing and dominoes. I recently had a song published, as well as a coloring storybook for children. Four years ago I suffered a heart attack and was clinically dead; I am now completely recovered. After working at a number of hospitals, I am now a Process Server. I very much enjoy writing poetry, and hope someday my works may be used in a play or musical.

My name is Harold, they call me Speedy Lee.
I get to all the defendants before they get to me.
You say your name is Jean but I know it's Sabrina
Open the door and accept this civil subpoena.
You say your name is John, but I know it is Otis
I'm only on your doorstep with a 3-day notice.
You beat your wife, mis-use your kids,
Now her brain is out of order; that is why
She has me on your doorstep with this restraining order.

A Baby's First Baby

This is my First Baby
Even though I'm still young
My life is not really stopping
Even if I have done wrong.

There's a lot of things in life,
That I may not have seen or done.
Even though a child is being born,
My life must still go on.

My child will come first in my new life,
School, Education, to prepare for it a home,
Friends and relatives may want me to come and go,
Many times must I tell them I have to stay home.

I don't want to burden my parents
This responsibility is now my own
Even though I am still young
Just think, someday I will be grown.

It's not my mother or father's fault
As a child I knew right from wrong
I will love and cherish every moment
Because someday it will have a life of its own.

The Boss

I may have been a sinner, my soul was very lost
I was never talked about, crucified or hung on a cross.

I have tried to live my best,
Knowing that my Jesus would do the rest.
Having many trials and tribulations,
Now I can lay my burdens upon my Jesus' chest.

He does not ask much of us each day,
Just spend a few moments on your knees and pray.
He's the light of my life, my salvation every day;
Just put your trust in Him, He will show you the way.

I am His in whatever I may do,
No matter how many temptations I may go through;
No matter who or what I have to face each day,
Put it in His hands, He will walk with you along the way.

I will do whatever He asks, may look back and fret over my past,
Thanking Him for His love and kindness,
Just think -- I have really been blessed.

I have only one Boss; without Him, I am lost.
He's the one who suffered, bled and paid the cost;
He died on the cross, He is my one and only Boss.