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

Gentle almond eyes Thick silky hair lustrous sheen Lovely flawless skin Porcelain goddess Yet fire and warmth in her eyes

hearts bleed when in grief as we go through the stages hoping they’ll be brief it’s not happening just our imagination

Each time I see her I’m convinced more and more That heaven got it wrong For I adore her Forever she’s my Lenore

the movers came today; three short, muscled guys one by one they carried all of his possession… to the yellow truck,

All the talents that we have been… From His bounty, gracious and ove… Bury them not underground to lay f… Let them light the sky, bright and… The third steward; let us not emul…

Fall at last; daylight savings now… Got an extra hour to linger in bed But days seem shorter, evenings co… Alerting us of cold weather ahead! Now autumn leaves smother fields o…

Just for Laughs We’re amidst a drought Save water, shower next week Make it really quick Save it for a cup of tea

Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories

for fourteen long days in triple digits afternoon rainstorms the only respite the heat wave will be

Traces of ourselves Always we leave them behind Often out of mind Yes, whatev’r we do or say Touches others in some way

Now let me tell you about my frien… Who I’ve known for many years He thought he’s done with life Then she came! and happiness appea… Aye! she’s the sun shining in the…

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…

A self-made man he is; that! he te… Even when I care not to listen, b… Well, he’s my good friend He’s faithful to the end So, I plug my ears when he’s with…

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