No other hand unto my heart Could greater pleasure bring Than the dear one I held last night-- Four aces and a king.
My love for you is pure and true.
Anything Goes Are we on a slippery slope of declining moral standards?
Happy Anniversary, Chef We must have got things right With you around to cook my goose I've got a healthy appetite.
You are folding clothes You look calm.
Jack and Jill went up the hill For just an itty bitty.
You are to me, like coffee in the morning, a warm shower in the winter, a deep breath in times of fear.
Readers will find a true generosity in these poems, an eagerness to share ideas and emotions and also to entertain.