Life Of The Celery
He walked over slowly, picking me up...
Loving you forever
Seems can't be true...
Ode To Fez
At my feet to warm my toes...
My cat was asleep on the chair
My daughter was combing it's hair...
Clean words are those words
Spoken only by scrubbed tongues...
It were the night before Christmas,
And all around the shack...
I love you
when your not around...
Time after time, day after day,
Her body is frail by the window she lays...
I sat upon the porch one day
Hoping I'd be inspired...
in my dreams (haiku)
i lay in her arms...
Big bug,
Small bug...
My cups runneth over
spilling from my bodice...