As many others the lad had lived
through pain and joy...

Once in a street they had a house
Once they had a family...

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

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

When my car
to be in the garage...

To the assertion that the cosmos by design
was made divine...

Conversations With My Daughter’s Thoughts
Very often I feel my Down’ Syndrome daughter...

To my tender Down’s Syndrome daughter
I am the infinite space...

One man fell in love
and lost control...

Never Pity
The lad had many girlfriends...

Petrarca loved Laura
and Dante Beatrice...

It was not a death wish
rather for respite a loud cry...