#2022HugsKissesGoodbye
There’s a billion and a half reaso… I stand in line, hoping for a wind… So that I’ll relish the rest of m… Aaaah! The magical power of the b… F Aparici 01/13/2016
When our moment becomes just a mem… And today lapses into tomorrow Will it be a nightmare or a reveri… When you think of me; please let m… For moments with you will never ag…
Limerick Just for Laughs A lumberjack lived deep in the woo… But as he got older, he became mor… He doesn’t take a shower for weeks Yikes! His pungent body odor reek…
With no time pieces Yet they were able to see Days getting shorter The cavemen fearful Sun will disappear from view
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
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
mementos all around, unremarkable remembrances of a life, long spent dog-eared pictures, news articles odd souvenirs from places she went… they clutter her room!
Once there was a lonely coconut tr… Atop a big hill by the deep blue s… It’s swaying in the breeze And bending a few degrees A foolish man scaling it dangerous…
One day in the garage we saw a big… It wasn’t moving, I thought it wa… Even so, I got a broom The critter met its doom My wife quite frightened, she won’…
Indeed, letting go isn’t easy But it’s something we must do To unburden our hearts completely And in doing so, to ourselves be t… Just imagine it is autumn, look at…
The pitter patter of the rain As droplets hit the window pane Soothed her much like a lullaby And she found herself in a dream Flying free, riding a moonbeam,
Long hair, denim jacket, Frye boo… A Fu Manchu, behind dark green R… No cares, top of the world, indest… Aah! to be young again, no aches n… A mile in less than six, not break…
In an old, old kingdom, once upon… Wearing a mask deemed a horrible c… Then came coronavirus Plague from old Osiris Masks are now topsellers on Amazo…
Summers used to be pleasant In the air the ocean’s salty scent Lows in the low seventies Highs in the low nineties Clear deep blue skies
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