Month: September 2018

A memory – a place in time, a frozen image in my mind. Haunting now in older years, dredging out unwanted fears. Youthful dreams that were not met, wishing age could be reset. So I could have a Mulligan, and grow once more into a man.

I found and old friend – from way long ago, connecting again and getting to know, how we evolved from much younger years, and sharing the stories of some of our peers. He was a good friend – a best one for sure, with ongoing time we still will endure. Whatever’s to come – he’ll … Read moreAn Old Friend

Ripped – tattered – weathered – torn, in this condition some might scorn. Many years since it’s been sold, now it lays here being OLD! Tape it up or throw away? Its final fate should we delay? Impossible to reinvent, though can it be still relevant? Perhaps in life this is the case, to string … Read moreDon’t throw us Out

Why do some aspire to be, on the screen of your TV? Doesn’t matter what the reason, they are there in any season. Sounding dumb for questionnaires, speaking proud of their affairs. Competing for a treasured prize, losing weight to half their size. Most move on with no regret, shameless on the Internet. From stupid … Read moreWhat folks will do just to be seen

People come And people Go, now it’s People that I Know. Dying off at Record Pace, reality that’s Tough to Face. Wonder when it’ll Be my Turn, the Time and Place I cannot Spurn. Hope I leave with Grace and Class, and Someone’s left to Mow my Grass.  

Weather is a wonderment, often causing discontent. Changes plans and other things, yet at times pure joy it brings. Forecasts we wait patiently, but the truth is basically, I can often just learn more, yes, by looking out my door.

Comfort in my coffee mug, steaming Java down I chug. Greatest way to start the day, is there any other way? This old mug has been my friend, and will be until the end. Many times its been worth more, than I paid at discount’s store.

Cats are great but Dogs are better, from Havanese to English Setter. Be your pal no matter what, pedigree or just a mutt. Fetch your news or chase a ball, they’re here to please and that’s not all. Some might say that it’s just schmaltz, but they love you despite your faults.    

Using big words just might impress, those who steer towards that excess. For some it’s just plain meaningless, I stand with them I must confess. For you who doubt my acumen, I’ll rhyme with the word albumin. To me that’s just plain alien, This ain’t Sesquipedalian.  

Riding in my bucket seats, no where near a bench it beats. Was a time when my old wreck, did me proud in my young trek. Nothing better than a miss, sitting close so we could kiss. Snuggled near and dragging main, keep those memories in my brain.