My neighbor’s house is waiting.
No one looks or comes to see.
Its family of 50 years?
A scattered memory.
The window panes look out
across the mountains and the Sound.
There are no eyes to see it.
There is no one around.
My neighbor’s house is waiting.
No one looks or comes to see.
Its family of 50 years?
A scattered memory.
The window panes look out
across the mountains and the Sound.
There are no eyes to see it.
There is no one around.
You’ll hit the Jackpot!
You’re a Winner!
Wallet’s fatter!
Hips are thinner!
Boss is gone and
traffic’s flowing!
Kids behaving!
Grass quit growing!
Bingo!
America got out the Vote.
We said our piece.
That’s all she wrote.
Mid-terms 2026
Let the dark come gentle on us –
let the night drift in.
Let soft slumber overtake us.
Let our dreams begin.
Live a little.
Love a lot.
Do your best with what you’ve got.
Try your best to understand.
Walk in peace across the land.
Our success depends on whether
we can learn to live together.
We’re going to the polls to vote!
We’ll Turn the Rascals Out!
But I’m afraid, to my chagrin,
we’re voting other rascals in.
Most folks are decent.
Most are kind.
Most want to live in peace.
Most want to live in harmony
that lies within our reach.
What if ev’ry person balks
and we just don’t roll back our clocks?
What if we just say “Too Bad!”
and we all keep the time we’ve had?
What if?
It’s spookie time.
It’s Halloween.
The ghosts and goblins prowl.
And somewhere in the darkness,
lurking werewolves raise a howl.
And jostling on my lighted porch,
in costumes, head to feet,
my laughing little neighbors
lift their bags for Trick or Treat.
Happy Halloween!
My candle’s burning –
constant and true –
always sending my love to you.