In the late 1980s we lived in the Dallas area. One winter we had an icestorm (which started as a harmless snowfall) followed by a hard freeze with temps dropping to -1 deg F. We were housebound for days
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There lived this rotten old man, a… Then one day he met a young lady,… Uncanny oddball love affair was bo… Unfulfilled rose meets prickly tho… Aye, their romantic entanglement b…
center Like fine gold Seven times purified Her heart is pure Love alone burns inside!
A world black and white Grays of every depth and shade Our God could have made Instead He painted rainbows To brighten our tomorrows
Sad Refrain I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain.
A lie often told Factoid becomes very soon By all counts by noon Yes, lies hoodwink some, not all For who wants to play the fool?
from a nightmare he woke up suddenly desperately trying to remember the dream, but unsuccessfully he glanced at her side of the bed
center thoughts he expressed not in four words, but two he eats just once a day so, he’d cook just once too
Each time I see her I’m convinced more and more That heaven got it wrong For I adore her Forever she’s my Lenore
Sleet then freezing rain Impassable roads highways Perhaps many days Fireplace roaring flames Keeping warm the dreary room
Once there lived a man who was inc… Such that his pants have pockets t… One day his wife asked for money He guffawed thought it was funny So his wife lifted his wallet whil…
We spend a lifetime Waiting for the great moments Hoping it’s heav’n sent Forgetting small things That color our every day
center For all the mornings I open my ey… And see the glorious golden sunris… I’m thankful! For the mornings I wake up next t…
Aye! She talks too much She makes a short story long Phrases into song But he loves her nonetheless For she’s lovely that’s our guess
Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…
When young, we haven’t been around… Nearly everything, we could rememb… Whether all those events really ha… Who knows, but it didn’t really ma… Dreams and fantasies all we had wh…