Poem : The Old Paths

The Old Paths

I like the “Old Paths”, when Moms were at home. Dads were at work. Brothers went into the army. And sisters got married BEFORE having children! Crime did not pay; Hard work did; And people knew the difference. Moms could cook; Dads would work; Children would behave.. Husbands were loving; Wives were supportive; And children … Read more

Poem : Just A Box Of Crayons

Just A Box Of Crayons

While walking in a toy store The day before today, I over heard a Crayon Box With many things to say. “I don’t like red!” said Yellow. And Green said, “Nor do I!” And no one here likes Orange, But no one knows quite why. “We are a box of crayons that really doesn’t get … Read more

Poem : The Retreat by Henry Vaughan

Angel Infancy

Happy those early days! when I Shin’d in my angel-infancy. Before I understood this place Appoint’d for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, celestial thought, When yet I had not walk’d above A mile, or two, from my first love, And looking back (at that short space,) Could … Read more