I come to share with you
Flights of fancy
That came from far-
That came from near,
hopefully to spread some cheer.
Tales and Paintings
A poem or two
With warmth of spirit
And a smile too.
Her sister’™s child
Softly cradled
She, aloof to those
Who cared to call
Longingly yearning
Her own heart burning
Years whisk by
Lifetimes fly
Worldly wise
Yet with dreamtimes sighs
Of soft, sweet thoughts
And life’™s so short
Oh, where’™s my friend
All sadly end