March on to old age Face ordeals in a heartbeat And never retreat Challenges will come and go Stand tall—let your spirit glow
Plumes of thick grey smoke rising A few miles in the distance Just our hopes and dreams burning Our nation ne’er had a chance! Sadly, thieves still rule the land
A maple leaf, bronzed, well preser… Hidden away and thought long lost Twas in desk drawer unobserved Memento from a love star-crossed When found, it brought back memori…
Out with the old, in with the new Spring cleaning time, everything m… Old fangled ideas out; to them bid… For it’s time to watch our possibi… Friends that drag us down, let the…
center it rained; rather it poured! sheets and buckets of water fell in just a few hours; our street became a river!
A tale with a twist Totally unexpected A surprise ending Novel stories odd but true Keep young hearts beating askew
Perched upon his head Feeling quite exposed up here This is not my fault Blame that rebel William Tell Why must I be shot as well?
On an old rocking chair, he sat Daydreaming, in a reverie Grinning, a beaming Cheshire cat Rememb’ring days fun and carefree Flashbacks of youthful escapades
the movers came today; three short, muscled guys one by one they carried all of his possession… to the yellow truck,
It is unfortunate, but truly this… His fondest hope she’ll remain a f… He grieves and feels a deep sense… He’s got to be strong to carry thi… But he can always look back at the…
She had walked into my world un-in… One Monday morning in very early… She was in tears, her face full of… Wanting to leave, go back home soo… Be still! I hushed my six-year o…
I saw a one-legged man Do an incredible dance routine With twizzles and pirouettes That would rival a ballerina. Yet here I am a two-legged clod
The sun rises above the trees Each morning since my early days Except when clouds obscured its ra… Till cleared away by steady breeze The seasons march in steady flow
within him a monster clamoring to come out from slight, hurt, anger where all beasts sprout a fiend he must conquer
Scent of cinnamon in the air Pumpkin spice and vanilla too Sensory proof that autumn’s here..… Out the window what lovely view Freshly cut hay in amber field
