On my way to the gym each morning, I pass my paperman. He is always there, rain or shine. This is dedicated to him for all the smiles over time.

THE PAPER MAN

Eyes that stir ahead

A smile lost to time

Weather worn hands

Long past his age.

Tattered shirt

Jeans solid with time

Sandals taped together

So not to fall off.

But everyday he is there

He stands like a soldier

Waiting his turn

Always eager to please.

I see him everyday in my travels

Wondering what his life has held

If he has seen a happy day

And known the meaning of joy.

But for today I will smile

He will smile back

Handing off my morning paper

In that  moment our lives touch.

JUST LIKE THE PAPERMAN,

WE ARE ALWAYS HERE AT MERIDA YUCATAN PROPERTIES

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WATCHING OUT FOR YOUR REAL ESTATE NEEDS

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Found this on the web today…thought I would share it with my readers.

It is true…you can live like a king here on pennies a day….Merida…my home.

We here at Merida Yucatan Properties Real Estate Company can help you make this dream come true. Check out our webpage at www.meridayucatanproperties.com.

MERIDA’S FIRST NAME IS REAL ESTATE

When I moved to Merida almost 10 years ago. David a friend of mine and I opened Los Arcos Guesthouse. It remains on the top 5 lists of all the top guesthouses in the city. The house has three stories. The first story has a living room, dining room, library, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. Off the kitchen is a huge sunroom that acts as dining area and place to sit and enjoy T.V. The second floor has a study area, bedroom and huge bathroom. The rooftop terrace has a commanding view of the whole city. At night the breeze and star are magical. The backyard is very tropical and has two guest cottages each with its own bathroom. The tiled pool is both inviting and great for a midnight swim. We have had guest from all over the world and many return each year. David is the innkeeper and everyone falls in love with him. The breakfast at Los Arcos are huge, eggs, Mexican style, fruit, sweet bread and cakes, juices, and freshly made coffee. You will be stuffed for the day.

check out the website at Los Arcos  www.losarcosmerida.com

While you are in the city, check out our listings of homes for sale.

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You can live a dream too..come and let us show you our city….

HOME SHRINES WOODEN SANTO

Throughout history the church has had statues and shrine to the patron saints, the Virgin Mary and Jesus Christ. Mexico is a county steeped in faith. Almost every home has it shrine area. You will always find candle and sweet incense burning.  Every village will have their own patron saint and once a year they will celebrate this saint with parades, fireworks and a time of family gatherings. Most of the very oldest santo or wood statues were made of wood. Some painted with gold leaf, glass eyes and usually adored with metal as a way of saying thank you to the saint for a pray answered. I find peace and solace in the shrine areas in my home. Call it protection, call it crazy, maybe I have been in Mexico too long. But I find the culture alive and rich. I hope you enjoy seeing some of the wonderful wooden saints that share my life with me.

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COME LIVE THE DREAM IN MERIDA MEXICO

poem by Jim Mann

oil painting by David W. Reed III

The Medicine Man

He listens, eyes intense with interest

Half nodding with vas understanding of time

Lips ready to speak a truth

And he listens

Worn straw hat and worn headband signal

His status, long grey hair a sign of wisdom

As he ponders what to say

And he listens.

Hidden stores ,ceremonies lost in time

Rush though his mind like a warm summer breeze

White stubble beard, we see the pace of his life

And Yet he listens.

The gift of wisdoms comes to those who wait

That have traveled life’s highways

Live your dreams in Merida Mexico

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Poem by Jim Mann

Featuring the artwork of David W. Reed III

The Blanket

As I past through the room today

I saw my blanket out of the corner of my eye

It was the same blanket that has laid there for years

And recants memories tucked deep within my mind.

Yes, a blanket is just a blanket, they come in many sizes and shapes

Many colors and textures, for many ages

But my blanket is special, it is the story of so much of my life

A photo album of colors to remember.

Worn edges signal years of cradling me

Keeping me warm and safe.

Colors that bring back forgotten moments lost in time

Woven together as if to hold the pieces safe

In sky blues the morning light awakens me

Shade of green bring back the spring days under an oak tree

Oranges a fall sunset with the hint of winter in the air

All surround a black field of nighttime dreams

Yes, a blanket is a blanket

But mine is the keeper of time the history of my life

It is the thing I reach for on winter nights or what hold me tight in sadness

My blanket is my escape into my world of dreams and memories.

Merida Yucatan Properties Real Estate Company…First name is real estate in Merida Yucatan Mexico.

We are on a mission to help you find your dream home here in Mexico.

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The year is 1905 and you are visiting Mexico. You want to take something back to a friend or family member from your trip to Mexico. There were generally only two major item, Mexican blankets and wonderful old clay banks. These were especially nice for younger children. Over the years many have been broken and lost to time. They are very fragile and chip with the slightest touch. Most of these old banks were made in Tonila. There were families that this was all they did…make banks.  While they were made all over Mexico the ones from Tonala are the most popular. I have one of the largest collections I know of. I have over 75. I love these old banks and everywhere I travel in Mexico I am always looking for one more. While all animals were popular, the dog was the one most made. They made banks of fruit, animals, people, even the fat bankers of the time. If you travels take you to Mexico…keep a look out for these treasures of a lost time.

poem by Jim Mann

Artwork by David W. Reed III

THE SECRET

What secret lies hidden folded away in the palms of weather hands

Eye piecing straight ahead as if to ask why do you look this way

Fingers that once soft, now hard as broken slate

Reach out to share a message of time lost

Like a game of hide and seek

To find the hidden recesses of a mind weak with age

Yet with the knowledge of many generations

That have followed before into your tomorrow

But for now I hold the secret

A place where only I can hide

To recall a spent youth

Stamped in deep lines upon the face of time.

Poem by Jim Mann

Featuring the artwork of David W. Reed III

The Weary Traveler

Half past eleven, minutes pass into hours

As if this moment were to last for a lifetime

The hustled movement of the day past

And night is upon us.

The weary traveler sits eyes straight ahead

Lifeless waiting hands cradle a weather worn cheek

Hat pulled down to hide the lack of care

Wrapped in a old scarf to keep off the night chill

Where has this traveler gone in her mind

What tales of woe hide deep within

Lips turned downward and a hint of sadness in weaken eyes

And still she waits.

Hello again, I am Jim Mann with Merida Yucatan Properties Real Estate Company. www.meridayucatanproperties.com.

My clients and people back home are always asking me is it safe in Merida? It is one of the most crime free places in the whole world. Take a few moments and read the article below. Merida is a little slice of heaven here on earth.

http://www.gringosinparadise.com.mx/mexico-is-much-safer-than-headlines-indicate/?fb_ref=AL2FB&fb_source=home_multiline

Come and let me show you my adopted city…Merida where dream really do come true.