A Safe Place

In a safe place

A safe, warm place

a safe, warm, peaceful place

is where I need to be.

In a soft place

A soft, sweet place

with soft, sweet and happy people

is where I belong.

In a quiet place

a quiet, tranquil, place

a quiet, tranquil, desolate place

is where I should get.

Far from the noise

far from the noise and chill

far from the noise and chill and dampness

As far as I can go.

Where the angels play

where they play and laugh

where they play and laugh and sing,

that's the only thing.

All I want

is a safe place.

Where is it?

BIG GAME

Big game

Played by big men

in a big stadium

with a big scoreboard

in a big state.

Big game

for big money

for the big men

with big egos

and big bank accounts.

Big game

watched by guys

with big bellies

and big appetites

for big chips and

big dips.

Big problems for

the wife of the

big guy watching

the big game

on his big screen.

"Big boy's mine,"

she says.

Big game

in the big stadium

watched by big movers

and big shakers

in big suites,

wanting to make the

big deal.

Boy, this big game

must be a big deal.

You know what I say

to the big guys

and their big game?

BIG DEAL!

Do You (A greeting card)

Do you
have in your life
someone who gladdens
your soul?

Do you
know anyone
who lightens
your heart?

Do you
know anybody
who always makes
you smile?

Even
as you
fall asleep?

Do you
have someone
whose voice
is that of your
angel?

And whose
fairy dust
always sends
you soaring?

I do.

That someone

Is YOU!

Cardinal in Winter

A cardinal is

So indomitably

Red,

Even against

The grey sky

And the encompassing

Snow.

Flitting back and forth,

Hither and yon,

A cardinal can’t help

But cheer his

Surroundings.

A dash of color

In a white world,

A cardinal

Brings me

Hope.

Single Snowflake

Out of the milky grey sky

on a frosty January day

snow falls softly and

sweetly.

Billions of snowflakes

waft and rock

falling all the while.

I stand at the window,

looking up,

picking a single snowflake

to follow to the ground.

I focus on the snowflake

like a scientist

with a microscope.

Noticing how much different

this snowflake is

from all the others.

How it twists and dances,

and always falls down,

still putting on its show for me.

A snowflake revels in its beauty

and embraces

its individuality,

like everyone who watches it

should.

All the way down

goes the snowflake

until it submits to its fate,

And joins

billions of others

on the ground,

for us to step on,

until it melts.