Anyone might have what you need if she’s choice in your eye. She can be big or small provided she has
Through the window I see the sun fire up for the last time today. There are jays in the trees near the meadow,
Forty years Leroy was a doorman at a nice hotel in a big city. He was a country boy the day he got the job because he was tall and the uniform fit, the manager s…
In England they call it moving house packing everything going someplace else bigger better
On weekday mornings on a quiet corner three moms with small sons and daughters wait for a school bus
Tornadoes in the parlor, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, t… churned every hour Dad was home. He never worked and with good reason.
That’s a very big tree and a boy scout could climb it with all the right gear. But it’s a condominium, too. You would disturb families.
The story goes Pa met Ma in the city when he drove a truckload of pigs to market. She was the young waitress who served him cup after cup of coffee and gave him three eggs instead of ju...
He publishes poems by writers who find no publishers elsewhere. They suffer rejection and he gives them hope.
You find old poems in the attic in a box with the Remington Rand you wrote them on in the Sixties before computers were born. They were published then in little
Am I right or am I right, one neighbor asked the other as they walked the few blocks to vote in different primaries. Some people make a good
She was just an old lady who lived next door. I’d wave and smile and give a nice hello but nothing more.
It was always a lovely yard, the grass green, never a weed. Dandelions in spring were an endangered species as soon as she spotted them.
Departures from the norm we are. Not just you and me but
He was predictable all those years going home after work doing odd jobs around the house