Monday, January 24, 2011

Another Poem2

›
I wrote this for my wife at least five years ago, but I've always liked it. For Only You In far off France The people dance Whenever...
Friday, January 21, 2011

Another poem

›
My wife's birthday was last week.  I wrote her the following poem.  I thought other people would like to see it.  Some people dream...
Friday, January 14, 2011

Some thoughts about Belief

›
I’ve been having a discussion via e-mail with my younger brother about belief.  It grew out of a book I’m working on for a client who be...
Thursday, January 13, 2011

What's a little snow?

›
Everyone in Daytona Beach appears upset by the cold weather -- 28 degrees last night.  Windchill must have been 10. I'm the exception. I...
Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Poem for the coldWinter Time Anyone can love in spring As the Earth revives, And soft breezes caress the trees While the gentle skies Evoke gauzy memories. Love naturally flowers in summer When the sun is high. Anyone can sit in the shade, Hold hands and sigh That love will never fade. Autumn has a certain charm That clasps the willing heart. Fall always excites and amazes, Setting itself apart To stir amorous gazes. But, when in the winter, All of us swaddled from head to toes Comes the truest test When all that’s visible is a nose Of who loves who the best. I love you so, My parka-clad Eskimo.

›
Winter Time Anyone can love in spring As the Earth revives, And soft breezes caress the trees   While the gentle skies   Evoke ...