I've watched the old lady over the years,
where she was once young, stood proud and tall...
Vulnerability has left me
Unnerved and palpably...
Vain but embarrassed
she snaps a selfie quickly...
Pieces of Paper
Certificate of birth adorned with apostille...
Fields of dew speckled greenery lay ahead;
soft, flowing, sweet smelling beds of grass...
What's gone wrong with me???
I am not able to write a single thing...
The leaves have changed their
shape now, like all things...
Growing up;
your best friend becomes your worst enemy...
An acrostic that spells out "Happy New...
Harken as the snowflakes fall...
Tiny fingers, tiny toes...
little itty-bitty clothes...
Your smiles are rare, something to savor--
comparable to rationing sugar...
Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose
Each told a very fine rhyme...