Coco and Poco were little puppies a while ago,Handsome boys, Poco is clever, Coco more so.Little I love them, generous amounts I get back,It started […] Read More
Tag: poem
With money, we are most careful,At valuing our time, we are often awful. 11
You’re the lost one amongst the sorted,Wanting things that nobody wanted;Against the grain, fog in the brain,You dream, they think it’s in vain. 17
Painted yellow, glowing in amber light;Suspended from a thick sturdy bar of metal,Through pearls of orange metal knots tight;The majestic empty swing is in sight. […] Read More
The pattern of raindropson the summer-baked roof-tops;Like soft jingle to ears.Takes me back years. The smell is familiar,The feeling is old;And yet when it rains,Even […] Read More