The roadsides gleam in morning spl… Robed in the blooming garb of spri… Bluebonnets, flowers of every imag… A rainbow tapestry; the bees are m… Frantically, I searched for heave…

Marriage is often likened to a wor… Where husbands do all the work and… He fixes all the leaks She hits the boutiques For shopping an obsession she does…

Our lives a fresh canvas at birth For limitless possibilities exist Opportunities abound here on earth Welcome to a future the Fates kis… We gaze in the mirror, amplify our…

The winter sky’s more dramatic It’s summer cousin, ne’er can be Its colors a visual magic A blend of hues, simply lovely The sun sets at sharper angles

Once there was a lonely coconut tr… Atop a big hill by the deep blue s… It’s swaying in the breeze And bending a few degrees A foolish man scaling it dangerous…

Summers used to be pleasant In the air the ocean’s salty scent Lows in the low seventies Highs in the low nineties Clear deep blue skies

Many mistakes we’ve made; one too… Undo them! if only we’re young aga… Sadly no reruns, life’s not a movi… Consequences forever will remain If we been around, there’s things…

The pitter patter of the rain As droplets hit the window pane Soothed her much like a lullaby And she found herself in a dream Flying free, riding a moonbeam,

Just for Laughs. Or is it? Oh geez! summer’s here A little early this year It’s not even May But look! all the trees are green

Life’s at ease with an ocean breez… When you taste the salty air in yo… And you feel the swaying of coconu… As you watch the birds and passing… The morning sun soothes and warms…

Mid-October still blazing hot Need to find us sun shaded spot But it’s autumn, almost forgot Cooler it should be, then why not? Of course, yes! We’re in paradise

There lived this rotten old man, a… Then one day he met a young lady,… Uncanny oddball love affair was bo… Unfulfilled rose meets prickly tho… Aye, their romantic entanglement b…

Yes, we can feel it in the air The autumn equinox is here Days are getting a bit shorter And sunsets even lovelier Much lower, reads the mercury

Few thousand miles swallows travel Twice a year in mass migration To party somewhere temperate Avoid winter hibernation The swallows leave Capistrano

I doubt, but I hope not to sin I hesitate but cynical I’m not I wish my faith will strengthen And my unbelief be finally forgot!… © F Aparici