As dusk turns to dawn; day into ni… Our lives unfold thus; minute by m… Some brilliant as the early mornin… Others so somber, melancholy grips… We count the leaves in the tree of…

Yes, we can’t take it with us Cash or treasures of any kind; Hearse without a trailer, thus How we leave the world behind! And it’s a truth we oft discuss

A lovely bird cage Antique ornate bejeweled Glum blue jay inside How tragic that such beauty Can inflict tremendous pain

She was just sixteen When his kiss stole her young hear… A soft, tender start Warm emotions burned within No cold shower cooled her skin

We crave attention Thirst for applause and acclaim The trappings of fame What others have, we covet Fame fortune in our buckets

Tonight was simply amazing And my heart’s still beating fast At long last she and I met A friendship I hope forever last I’ve adored her from a distance

Feels so much hotter today I’m drenched and still perspiring The thick air won’t go away Mid-morning sun blistering Huge sombrero top my head

Once upon a time there was an old… All by himself in a secluded mount… A rottweiler lived with him Only ate cookies and cream Sadly, he wouldn’t bark; intruders…

the journey begins wherever we may be... the train won’t leave, unless we say so, for the future

She dances to a beat nobody hears A heavenly melody in her head A smile on her face, in her eyes n… A gleam, a sparkle, a twinkle inst… It’s a warm, sun-filled, beautiful…

Within the heart a battle stirs Two shadows locked in endless figh… One born of dark, one born of ligh… Each wrestles for the life it spur… The darker pulls with subtle lies

The strong breeze blew my cap away Chasing after it was simply futile And I watched it fly over the qua… Into the sea; and I could but smi… For it’s been that kind of a day

John wanted to earn money so he ca… But rather than work for it, he pl… Alas he lost his shirt Got tossed in the dirt Half-naked and scared stiff, he’s…

In the dark, young children squeal… Ghouls everywhere, goblins laughin… Witches in pointed hats A clowder of black cats Quite a spooky night to go carousi…

A Sonnet When young, we haven’t been around… Nearly everything, we could rememb… Whether all those events really ha… Who knows, but it didn’t really ma…