Within each New Year

The miracle of witnessing the birthof another human being.The forever love of two in whomno raging storms can ever part.The holding in your handsthe carefully crafted book of your own.These are just some of the joysthat there are no words to fully express.They are feeling on you can feeland joys only you know.

as airy voices ring in our ears.First about dogs,packs of them,chasing some poor deer,and then we hear ofa black and white spotted monster,from there it’s on to Rabbi Burns,who is breading like rabbits.Next is about some poor Mrs.who has everything,but doesn’t know what to do,after that we are serenadedabout people standing on their head.Ah, but…

The rhythm of two hearts,beating as one.The murmurs of passion,that consumes us all,from time to time.Listen to the music of love,as it fills the air everywhere.

may the celebrationlast the whole year through.May everyday be filledwith surprises just for you.May fortune perch upon your doorand never fly away.May you be granted all your wishesand may they all come true.Now there is one last thing to sayHAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.2 August 2009

letters written long agoin the bloom of someone’s youth.They were tied with a pink ribbonand kept preciouslyby someone I do not know.Each letter spoke of love,the yearning of being apart,and how good it would feelto be home once again.How wonderful it would beback in loves arms againaway from a terrible warthat had to part them…

I had stored up in the loftseveral loose pages fell outand landed at my feet.As I lifted them,I saw much to my surprisethat they were half a dozen poemsI had written twenty years agoand forgotten all about.As I quickly flickedthrough the folderit became clear to methat there was about fifty other poemsburied within I had…