Even the worst of days Have enjoyable moments And the morning sun May hide behind clouds so grey Remember that beautiful roses

In my twilight years An abundance of leisure That; I have for sure! But the days are featureless The hours dull and colorless

We peeked thru a hole in the frost… Squinted our eyes to view the pris… In the virgin snow not a blemish n… And all the bushes snow-draped, no… Not a soul in sight in the frozen…

The choir sang with joyful voices All hymns of thanksgiving and prai… Gloriously the world rejoices To heaven heartfelt tunes we raise The winter chill in the night air

Early, I awakened this morning To watch the sun rise from the sea As always, this amazing feeling Exhilaration, as my spirit flies f… © F Aparici

In the dark, young children squeal… Ghouls everywhere, goblins laughin… Witches in pointed hats A clowder of black cats Quite a spooky night to go carousi…

Dream about eternity Be excited about heav’n A place that’s full of beauty Where there’s no sorrow nor pain Atop the hill the city

One night a year, they all come ou… Vampires and witches and demons To commune with warmbloods no doub… The swarming infernal legions For hours they roam the neighborho…

That kind of gloomy Sunday The skies grey and overcast All morning in bed I lay Hoping the doldrums won’t last But by noon the clouds parted

With His mighty hands Built the grandeur of nature For us to enjoy The wren’s cheerful song God’s soft and tender whisper

By noon, it surpassed a hundred In degrees Fahrenheit that is So right now, we’ll wallow in bed We’ve done all our exercises By three o’clock, gray clouds roll…

A Sonnet to May Here’s to the glorious stunning mo… Nourished by beneficent April sho… Sprouts have become fragrant color… Adding more beauty to the late spr…

Few things in life do matter That gives us satisfaction Usually the end of things The pure joy of completion And a simple evening meal

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

Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories