a towel gone for a drink,
fell into the tub.
What is the poor lady to dry herself with now?
Oh, dear what can she do,
the robe she thought,
give it a tug,
but it fell into the tub.
Now what was she going to do?
Call for her husband.
A yell, a scream is heard,
as he rushes in like a buffalo herd.
“What is the matter, dear? ” he says,
and then slips up on a bar of soap.
Rub-a -dub-dub,
Mrs O’Hara, towel, robe, and hubby all in the tub.
19 April 1979
The birds and the beesand the animals on the ground.When love comes callingwe all obey its urgesto find ourselves a partnerno matter who we are.It can be a clear or rainy daylove is ignorant to the weatherwhen it comes calling.23 May 20415
watching what was going onin the world below.The Angel was invisibleto the naked eyeand only animalscould sense the presence there.The angel watchedthe passing of vacant livesand could only helpwhen it heard someone’s cry.The Angel, a sentinelof our waking lives.16 April 2008
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You find them everywhere you go.They try to embarrass, harassand even put you down.They think they are a noble speciesbetter than everyone around.They are the top of the banana treewith all the other monkeys swinging aroundthese kooks, cranks and wallygrasses.If you don’t believe me,just cast your eyes around and see what I see.Kooks, cranks and…
fragmenting the air.Flowers begin to show their fineryand more perfume fills the air.Spring is just a wonderful timewith new growth and new lifeabundant everywhere.A time when you feel so alive.You could live a hundred yearsand enjoy everyday of it.7 May 2008
to keep me company.Memories of thosewho I will never see again.I sit and tell themall my ills and woes;it’s comforting in the silenceas the long shadows grow.I tell them how my life has changedsince they went awayand that I hope to see them againwhen it is my time to go.They don’t answer melike they used…
