December 9, 2016

Back home
In my old bed
Wondering away
The night
Of what
Had become
Of the
Little boy
Afraid of
Growing old


December 8, 2016

Too much stress can lead
To failed attempts at life
Or perhaps nothing

Christmas time

December 7, 2016

Christmas time is in the air
Gentle snow falls in my hair
A brilliant tree is on display
Nativity scene full of hay
A gentle magic in the night
Love and romance taking flight
Such lovely days upon us now
Winter’s best covers through somehow

Grinding away

December 6, 2016

One day
People will stop
And realize
There daily grind
Is just wearing them
Down and down
Until a small stub
Is left
To try and enjoy

Another day

December 5, 2016

Home in our bed now
Ready to get up and face
The day soon to come


December 4, 2016

Returning is hard
After such a short vacation
But alas, we work.

Political rebellion

December 3, 2016

The old man at the bar
Cackled as he heard
Some young kids
With baby faces
Bright eyes and bushy tails
Complaining away about the election
One turned and asked if he could help the old man
The old man stopped laughing
Turns directly to the young fellow
And replies:
“Sure Sonny, sit down, shut up, and next time, cast a vote”