All children love stories, especially the ones well told, or that end happily. They love the fairy of beaut & the beast, and that on how the tortoise made a feast of death against the mighty elephants. All children love the stories of ants. Not Fred. He thinks all stories aren’t real. I told him … Continue reading Story Time
I long for greener pastures, brighter hopes. I long to sketch ‘SAIL’ on this stagnant sand. I long to understand sweet Nature, to cope with the world’s complication– Life’s harsh bond. At least two mansions; worst, the swiftest cars, a son with exact semblance, a wife like a mom. I’ll build a tower beneath the … Continue reading I Long for Nothing
Here are the safest ways to muddle through: Don’t say a word of it — a problem shared will multiply. Pretend. Do not subdue a bit of anger- this may get you snared. And try as much as possible not to care. If you do, there are always local drinks: They’re very cheap, so DRINK! … Continue reading Do you have problems?
My passion for canines was terrific. The day he became part of th’ family, the house was chaotic, confused, and hectic, that none could touch his furry hair, but me.
The fear ‘n your face, that I may never get
your riddle, yet exposed the urge in your heart.
No healthier spring could nurture love’s floret.
‘Love, son’ you said, ‘is the ability
of someone to take someone else’s bullet’.