The donkey said the grass is blue And I agreed wholeheartedly With a big grin he bid adieu Left me all alone finally With a donkey never argue

Pumpkin spice and bales of hay Marshmallows and cinnamon Caramel and iced latté Golden leaves and harvest moon All the signs October’s here

An emotion, ephemeral and fugitive Swept him when he saw her last nig… Bitter rage, childish and primitiv… But then he realized, he has no ri… Yes, the feeling drifted away quic…

When I was a young teen, she was… She knew all about me, because I… Knew all my skeletons, on her I c… Ain’t my sweetheart, just a really… As always, life intervenes, and we…

It’s mid-April glorious spring in… Hydrangeas roses red and violets b… Radiant flow’rs wiping away winter… Blossoms matching the rainbow’s ev… Sadly, in Kyiv no flowery gardens

Silent foes within Unseen warfare waged each day No signs of alarm In our blood, they lie and scheme Steadily picking up steam

Love comes not from a vacuum It appears not from thinnest air Love does not suddenly bloom It requires nourishment and care… Love begins with admiration

Once upon a time there lived a som… He married a young lady who is a s… She talks incessantly while asleep While nightly he’s on a walking tr… They lived not unhappy for at nigh…

There’s fire and passion in his he… But frigid ice flows in his veins A cold stare; an inscrutable face… The deep emotion underneath remain… Certainly the pain forever will st…

worry and panic drag us down towards misery and despair often, we wear a big frown and love we can’t even share there’s no joy in the air

On an old rocking chair, he sat Daydreaming, in a reverie Grinning, a beaming Cheshire cat Rememb’ring days fun and carefree Flashbacks of youthful escapades

I’m here for the long haul, yes,… The day after forever, here I’ll… I’m in for the rough times and the… In laughter or in tears, you’ll se… My love I pledge not just on sunn…

Nights out with the boys Slow dancing with your sweetheart From both, you’ll depart Ocean swim, skiing, whiskey All these will be fantasy

At dawn’s first light, the world’s… New paths unfold beneath the sky A quiet hope as night is torn And whispers wake while stars bid… Though others chase their endings…

Scent of cinnamon in the air Pumpkin spice and vanilla too Sensory proof that autumn’s here..… Out the window what lovely view Freshly cut hay in amber field