#2018
At the young mother he looked With worried, quizzical eyes Then said “How come you have Just one earring?” Startled, she grabbed both ears
Buds on trees flow’ring With the mercury rising Soon will be blooming Crystal brook tinkling The sound of water flowing
In my twilight years An abundance of leisure That; I have for sure! But the days are featureless The hours dull and colorless
Incredible, amazing, living in an… Days often sunny, the nights alway… Then comes a hurricane All that wind and rain Terrifying storm that from the dar…
Even the worst of days Have enjoyable moments And the morning sun May hide behind clouds so grey Remember that beautiful roses
We spend a lifetime Waiting for the great moments Hoping it’s heav’n sent Forgetting small things That color our every day
Look into my eyes That you may discern I pray Truth of what I say My love for you unending Beyond this world transcending
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…
To all October born May blessings flow your way May loved ones come see you And sunny be your day To you we raise a toast
Today, it appears my world is blac… Yin and yang; utter darkness, bril… No shades of gray, either bliss or… The sadness I will keep; the joy… © F Aparici 05-11-2016
One glimpse, that’s all it took To rekindle in him a raging fire, A passion that smoldering embers Reignited; a long dormant desire! Yet the craving was but secondary
When our moment becomes just a mem… And today lapse 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…
One morning we saw Pegasus fly by Glorious, his white mane contrast… Shining, his wings in the rays of… Impressive, flaunting like an Oly… But Zeus not amused; happy he was…
Sleet then freezing rain Impassable roads highways Perhaps many days Fireplace roaring flames Keeping warm the dreary room
Up high the red hawk hovered O’er the lush virgin forest Keen piercing eyes surveilling Hunting live prey for her nest Under the green canopy