Mother’s Tears Little boy, don’t you cry Mother will kiss away the pain The angels will speak through her With a lullaby, the most beautiful
The man who lives next door is kind and charitable. If there is anything that I need or work that I can’t do myself, he is right there to help me. He told me it makes him feel good in...
Floating Truths On your wanderings, have you lost… Have you roamed through thick bush… Catering to those with booming voi… Have you brought pleasure to the d…
Adrift Mother Nature’s been kind so far She smiles at us through her chari… Fishing comes easy when the nets a… Blue skies, gentle breezes, everyt…
Blemishes Where beauty reigns, malice lurks With envied eyes and evil rants Stone cold hearts and angry fists With venom in its pent up arsenal
Poetry in the air with eyes of a h… With telephoto lenses And metaphoric wings, And me in their sights, My contented self,
The sound of fun permeates the air… The sound of the calliope at the f… That familiar sound and nothing ot… Than the call to the carousel to i… What is a carnival without that so…
Down in the Dark From heavenly smiles and angelic h… From thoughts that grow in sacred… From white sands that glisten in t… Down cryptic hallways to that wick…
Alas the damage of the withering f… as witnessed by the sentinels of t… calls for sympathetic tears to swe… as the pleas of the flowers rise u… April flowers are in peril as the…
Of service you are to mankind pref… to the breakfast table and also de… bacon and chocolate for the appeti… for those addicted to such a delig… Your alluring qualities, a magneti…
Mother Nature in the throes of th… That beast kicking up the quiet se… Defying the rules of civility and… Her love affair with passion and t… Her letting down of her silky lock…
Mother Nature with her long, long… Her dancing freely with her many c… Her feet suspended between heaven… Her language broken into poetic ve… Her breath wrapped around the syca…
With all its strength and assuranc… its mechanical intelligence, it took a hold of me with its iron… and took me high and beyond, slowly escalating up to the crest.
Redskins Redskins, Redskins, what a beauti… Wishing I could call my skin the… To be given a name to call me brav… A proud banner to battle I would…
Mother’s lullaby, the sweetest sou… That eases the anxiety from all ar… Music of a thousand violins playin… In unison in voice of an angel pra… All in reverence to one little voi…