Give us this day
We humbly pray...

My dear friend John is a peaceful,
humble and noble giant...

A gift is not a present
inside of a box...

True love
That very special...

A poem is like
A juicy onion with...

Once upon a time, I ask my mother;
Mama, why are the Black People...

A burst of joy,
inside the boy...

A scratch of paper is what I need
Pen and paper performs the deed...

Two eggs at best
In mother's nest...

Worlds of poetry
Poetry the bread of life...

Keturah;
Green eyes like the pastel leaves of spring...

Poet's love to eat French bread,
Goat cheese and drink...