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She yells sometimes and often cries. It’s easy to see anger in her eyes. She stomps her feet when she doesn’t Get her way. It happens frequently, almost every day. After a nap, she’s good as gold. A beautiful angel, she’s a two year old. 7/21/17
Read More SHE STOMPS HER FEETIt’s not the everyday object That catches my eye. It’s the unusual or colorful Spectacular or different That makes me stop Without a reason as to why. It’s fool’s gold that sparkles, The flash of glitter That surprises and teases Opens the gates and pleases, The moments that I catch my breath And sigh. Sometimes […]
Read More GLITTERRandy burst into the room, And began to shout, “My debts have been paid, They’ve all been wiped out! Someone paid all my debts, I don’t owe any more! My debts have been paid, Someone’s evened the score!” “Are you serious?” his friend snorted, “Who would help a poor bum? There’s more to […]
Read More Neither Silver nor GoldHe was sitting at the bar, His eyes were full of tears, He claimed he was a bit tipsy, He’d had one too many beers, “Son, let me tell you a story, About what happened to me, Sometimes life just isn’t fun, And I’ll bet you’ll agree, If you’ll buy me one more […]
Read More Bills, Bills, BillsMy dreams were big, It was all foretold, I thought I’d make my weight in gold, Life would be easy if I stayed the course, I’d claim my fortune and then rejoice, Though progress was slow in my early years, I had much to be thankful for, no time for tears, My family was growing, […]
Read More The Faith I Can FlyMy son, there are a few things you ought to know, First off, don’t eat the yellow snow, When a girl tells you she likes you as a friend, She means, adios, goodbye, the end, The tongue has the power of life and death, Say something nice, or save your breath, When you think you […]
Read More My Son, Listen to My Words of WisdomMountains of Gold In the Sierras there is gold, Gold on the trees before they turn brown, Magnificent panoramas to behold, While other gold lies beneath the ground, There are those who beauty seek, And come from miles around, They rush to be the first to peek, At the treasures to be found, When mountains […]
Read More Mountains of GoldFarewell to Trains Oft I have lain awake, Stirred by a train’s mournful cry, Inviting me to distant lands, Where earth and towns meet sky, It would not wait though, As it hurried into the night, Sometimes I rushed to wave farewell, But it had disappeared from sight, Perhaps I had imagined a massive ghost, […]
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