LITTLE BROWN FEET

On quiet days in late autumn

When the air is crisp and the sun and clouds

Play 'peek-a-boo' I still

Our children kept us together,
for we both did agree,
the first one to leave
would get custody.

It was only a joke,
we each

A piece of me, A part of you

from your womb we make brand new.

our perfection, nurtured souls,

a constant love that we forever

This Idea of Fun

Just Pardee and I were taking a stroll
On a warm summer day on our way to a knoll.
Just singing a song as

Growing Children

Tender seeds
in sowers hand,
cultivates in fertile land.
Yielding fruit
of greatest gain,
when sowers love
upon