The day the dreamer woke up
is not a sad tale for all.
For some out there,
it’s part of life’s call. Continue reading
poetry
Driftwood
I am a little piece of driftwood.
Don’t mind me as I float by.
No one really notices.
I never catch anyone’s eye. Continue reading
Three Gifts
For a long time
I have thought and thought this through
and if I could
I would give three gifts to you. Continue reading
Poor Pumbaa
Grandma brought home a treat
a big old pig for her family to meet.
Pumbaa is what he came to be known
but this Pumbaa was alone without Timon. Continue reading
No Rest for the Sick
I wouldn’t say I’m sick
just not feeling very well.
Maybe all I need is my bed
for how long I can’t tell. Continue reading
The Bully
The wind did what wind does
and blew and blew
like a bully it pushed that tree
but the branches knew what to do. Continue reading
The Two Great Commandments
We are told
to love God and our fellow man.
Is that goal
even a feasible, possible plan? Continue reading
Goodbye
Goodbye my friend.
The words get stuck inside.
What good is in the bye?
It just doesn’t seem right. Continue reading
Carpe Diem
The weather is perfect.
Such a lovely day!
Be outside and enjoy it.
It is time to play. Continue reading
My Pride Cycle
There is a pattern
that comes into view
when I look back
at what I’ve been through. Continue reading
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