Every man has his own song
his own book...

My son has been grown for years,
but a kid yells, "hey, Dad!&quot...

Please do not mistake
early signs of Alzheimer's...

Companions nocturnal
warm winter breezes...

I want to be so
world renowned that they rename...

My father was not fond
of giving advice...

So it comes to this:
do we each truly have an immortal soul...

My grandfather owned a farm in Ireland;
he was everything to that land...

Three years after drought
small round pools populate park...

On the cold mountain of my imagination your past...
we started marriage on the ashes of your last...

Warm
sand mashed...

Worshiping our words
loses substantial meaning...