As we grieve the passing of anothe… Our mending hearts shattered one m… We reach out to heaven, ask what w… Forsaken we are, though guilty of… But here we stand firm, our faith…

Tis a lovely Texas morning The playful sun brightly shining Cumulus clouds westward floating Hope weather be good till evening We’re ready with big sombrero

I doubt, but I hope not to sin I hesitate but cynical I’m not I wish my faith will strengthen And my unbelief be finally forgot!… © F Aparici

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…

Once upon a time in a village by t… There lived a lady whom we shall c… She likes to work all day Till the sky’s dark and gray She toils non-stop for she loves t…

She had walked into my world un-in… One Monday morning in very early… She was in tears, her face full of… Wanting to leave, go back home soo… Be still! I hushed my six-year o…

Cogito Ergo Sum In the quiet depths Single thought defines my name— I think, so I am Soft whisper builds my essence

No one cares about the past; I kn… I’ve locked it away; threw away th… Got no use for it, be it now or ev… I choose not to recall unpleasant… I’ve loved, I gave it all; now I’…

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…

Great to be wrong, once in a while When in people we see some good Though we expect deceit and guile And rather than the truth, falseho… Gratifying to be surpris’d

After thirteen years I bid farewell To a faithful friend; My constant companion When I was all alone!

Late afternoon kaleidoscope Over yonder the western sky The bright sun descends from on h… As wispy cirrus clouds elope Soon the velvet sky hugs the world

He could taste the salt in the air As they walked by the frothy sea It was so cold but they didn’t car… Her face is all that he could see They hugged tightly to keep warm

Plumes of thick grey smoke rising A few miles in the distance Just our hopes and dreams burning Our nation ne’er had a chance! Sadly, thieves still rule the land

Once there lived a man who was inc… Such that his pants have pockets t… One day his wife asked for money He guffawed thought it was funny So his wife lifted his wallet whil…