Life’s a speeding bullet train One moment an eighteen year old Fresh and pure as the morning air Thoughts of changing the world Aspirations ideas visions dreams

It’s always a sad day when I have… But such are the vagaries of life,… If we know not sorrow and do not g… We’d never appreciate joy and happ… Frankly, that’s the sad fact about…

Tis not the journey Tis not the destination Tis the company Tis the sacred brotherhood That they have pledged to uphold

Frantically, he went up the Arts… To get the remaining cards for mat… When an angel in blue jeans cast h… What a beauty! An apparition, a v… A freshman, she’s registering for…

An Ode to St Croix A gentle breeze across the sand The salty air, the sea’s embrace The swaying trees in measured grac… A tranquil touch, a soothing hand

Let every word we utter Be fraught with encouragement Each phrase a nourishment... To everyone who’ll hear Let every verse we write

The sun bade goodbye for the day Quickly sank below the skyline Then night shadows rolled as trees… Cool the breeze, from the dark oce… He stood atop the crested hill

Yellow bells blooming spreading go… Blue forget-me-nots compete for su… With pink geraniums and sweet lave… Morning glory blossoming in the vi… Inviting hummingbirds and butterfl…

Quickly, time moves forward! All of the passing years Have caught me unaware... And soon the end appears Have I enjoyed the laughter?

The one you will love, you don’t g… Higher powers will send you to you… Her beauty and her charms you can’… Gods of Olympus ignited the fuse An unwitting victim of Cupid’s da…

Ear to the ground; forefinger in t… Wide eyes scanning the heavens for… Fearful and troubled; feeling much… Yet hopeful, in the end stars will… We seek guidance, of our future un…

The grin on his face borders on la… As he tries to stifle feelings wit… But the happiness gives his eyes a… Visible amidst the crowd and clutt… His heartbeat quickens, butterflie…

take a nap or read a book a slow day not much to do rocking chair by the window perhaps admire the great view but nimbus darkened the sky

A Tribute to my Daughter Amanda.… Her shiny steel blades crack the h… As she glides through the frosty d… It’s freezing, an arctic morning,… And she would rather be here, than…

It’s the witching hour Yet my eyes still wide open Not a wink since when A dose of melatonin Perhaps I should have taken