The woods are on fire As the afternoon winds blow A red orange glow As far as our eyes can see Glorious nature’s tapestry
In my twilight years An abundance of leisure That; I have for sure! But the days are featureless The hours dull and colorless
center Misunderstood, inscrutable, She’s an enigma; A paradox, mysterious; White-hot as magma
Kind words are free; offered by th… They edify, they comfort, they beg… But words unkind cut deeper than a… They hurt and destroy even across… Thus, with your words be careful,…
We spend a lifetime Waiting for the great moments Hoping it’s heav’n sent Forgetting small things That color our every day
She sat on the porch watching the… In a swing, she and her love sat e… But now she sits all alone and in… Praying it will go away, and none… © F Aparici
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…
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…
center For all the mornings I open my ey… And see the glorious golden sunris… I’m thankful! For the mornings I wake up next t…
Yes! ‘tis the promise of another d… All of God’s blessings on their w… White clouds for always, never gra… And so, every night, this we pray! Over the far hills, peeks, the sun
Yes, he’s smart, way smarter than… Not me of course; though that’s de… But now he’s departed to the other… A deep sadness I feel; it’s unavo… Rivals we weren’t, but we could ha…
It’s all over, darkness is no more The thunder clouds have lifted And the morning mist has vanished Spirits of the night are now defea… The sun is brilliant up in the hea…
A Sonnet to May Here’s to the glorious stunning mo… Nourished by beneficent April sho… Sprouts have become fragrant color… Adding more beauty to the late spr…
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
When I was a young teen, she was… She knew all about me, because I… Knew all my skeletons, on her I c… Ain’t my sweetheart, just a really… As always, life intervenes, and we…