Isn’t it a difficult feat
to invite every one to tea...

When the child was born
the good mother was very happy...

I And You
Many years ago...

You have been on my mind
For a quarter of a century...

When I leave you to prepare the meals
I am not ignoring you...

The lake of your smile
reflects slices of white peaks...

It is a wide world abhorrent and strange
housing bad actors who do face time...

Three violent movements are heard
seen...

The memories
of our childhood playmates...

Thruthfully
The little youth broke the string of his hat...

After sunset on this old chair
with the lights low...

The Daisy
The white wise daisy suggested...