Froggies

Once upon a time there was a lady who was still a child at heart, although she was really over thirty. But we often feel much younger than our physical age when we stay in touch with our inner selves, don’t we? Every summer, especially in August, this grown up child at heart would sometimes … Continue reading Froggies

It’s Raining

It’s raining (true) It’s pouring (more specific, but also true) The old man is snoring (not sure who this said “old man” is) He bumped his head when he went to bed (should have laid off the bourbon) And he couldn’t get up in the morning (hope he’s retired) Continue reading It’s Raining

The Photoplay

Here is a little poem I wrote! Moving images on the screen Glowing people playing their part Angel-like far off creatures they seem. No voices, yet they talk Never may we converse They say everything with their eyes Gone, though alive again today Each time we see them In a silent photoplay! Please visit our … Continue reading The Photoplay