Time

Time

Is never lost

It's just mis-used

Dandelion

A dandelion

In any other place

Is full of grace!

Snow

Surely
No one
Objects to a
White Christmas!

Never stop!

Never

Stop learning!

It's the sign that

You're still living life

The second childhood

The second childhood is where
We go when we lose those
Skills we learned in the
First childhood

The Shadow

Out of the corner of my eye
I saw something near by

Of quite variable height
It was the absence of light

It was a copy of me
As strange as can be

Redeeming Quality

Every day has a redeeming quality
It may only matter just to me

But it’s there whether I find it or not
I don’t always put the key in the right slot

But look For it I must
Or my mind might rust