The crimson orb sank slowly Till completely out of view The pale yellow moon rises To brighten the sky’s dark hue Ghost night shadows race across

Filter everything he says through… Knowing he loves and truly cares f… Then between you, there’d never be… Even if his words sometimes make y… Sadly, he was born politically inc…

His heart’s been smitten From the first time he saw her Since then, none other In a breath, he knew ‘twas love She’s the angel from above

Once upon a time in a kingdom far,… To travel yonder takes better part… There lived a drummer boy To everyone he brought joy Folks from all over came to hear h…

Sunday early I woke up Three hours before I planned to Tried hard to get more shuteye But my brains just turned to goo I stared up eyes wide open

Dedicated to my Dear Wife The cloudy sky’s in white and shad… This early morning, as it waits fo… The sun’s putting on a magical sho… Turning raven clouds to deep indig…

As I grow old and grey, days get… Myself, I find preoccupied with d… That moment I surrender my last b… Wondering what lies beyond life’s… Will my parting be painful and dra…

Fingers intertwined They stroll along a beach White sand, deserted in late after… Their dark silhouettes Racing quickly ahead of them

with age, we find the world becomes a softer, sweeter song the things that used to matter don’t feel urgent, don’t feel wron… we watch the younger crowd

He set his phone to play themes cl… Sat and bent down to tie his shoe… All set for a run around the oval A Chopin nocturne plays on his ea… When he saw her across the avenue

Be kind, be gentle! You’d never clean a dress with suc… A fireman’s hose would tear in two… Its power wrecks, and doesn’t mend… Like hard words that crush, never…

No birth, no death; no beginning,… Before there was Alpha, way beyon… Earlier than the dawn of creation,… Black holes had devoured every sup… My feeble mind fails to grasp the…

always they come– tribulations, bi… heavy punishing rains or many days… losses, real or imagined, material… knock us down, fill us with paraly… but when dread and gloom inhabit o…

she brightens his life rocks his world each day in what she says and does or simply being there! moments with her linger

center yes, we’re all here in this big waiting room soon as we stepped out of our mother’s womb!