The older I get the more I realiz… the importance of getting things d… before your mother announces anoth… assignment to roust me from my ham… As you know I’ve never been much

When ancient Elmer was young and dashing and on the prowl, he would wait for a phone call about love or anger from someone important to him at the time. Over the years more than a few w...

I no longer put things back where they belong. I can’t remember where they came from never mind where

Married 60 years Fred and Daisy still are very different people. All day long they hide their differences to make

As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock

If I knew I’d live forever I’d never send a poem out. No poem ever comes with ten fingers and ten toes so I’d keep revising, add

Dad, happy to see you’re taking a nap. I’m down at the pier so give me a shout when you wake up

I found an old friend in a cardboard box in the basement where I left him forty years ago.

This was the first Christmas Billy was old enough to speak when he saw his gifts under the sparkling tree. His parents were waiting

My wife likes to garden. She’s crazy about roses, lilies and daisies. She says I should get out in the garden and weed.

Every morning before the sun comes up there’s a feral cat on our deck waiting for a can of Fancy Feast. It’s been that way for years.

Months roar by like weeks and weeks disappear like days, two coots in a bar admit on New Year’s Eve, reminiscing over a beer

A row of lilacs covered with a summer snow. Ten white butterflies.\ Donal Mahoney

When you were a boy in 1948 living on a block of bungalows in Chicago right after WWII you had a red wagon you pulled behind your mother