
“How large is too large?”
said the wise, soaring eagle.
The gnat said, “How small?”

“How large is too large?”
said the wise, soaring eagle.
The gnat said, “How small?”

A Christmas village
Somewhere in Betty’s basement.
So, “Norman Rockwell.”

This joy that I have,
the world can’t take it away
It belongs to God.
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace;
Isaiah 55:12a

You know, brain swamping?
When you’re open to ideas,
just not nothin’ new.

Like many a porch,
but with something so much more.
Christmas and roses.

“It is not my job.”
Such a silly thing to say.
Check out the sled dogs!

Ten geese. Little lake.
The placid water ripples
To the bridge and back

“No rain, no rainbow,”
said the umbrella holder.
“Sure thing! Umbrella?”

where there is power
there will be those who seek it
choose leaders with care.

lights peek through the fog
on the eerie interstate
early morning mist