The words are
Flowing like draught
Beer all fizzy
And foamy quenching
With just a
Bit of bite
Drink me down
And belch knowing
That you’re satisfied
And soon will
Swoon with words
The words are
Flowing like draught
Beer all fizzy
And foamy quenching
With just a
Bit of bite
Drink me down
And belch knowing
That you’re satisfied
And soon will
Swoon with words
Fathers and Daddies
Men that teach
Guide and groom
Boys to men
One day a
Special day recognizes
Those things passed
Down like a
Baton in life’s
Relay race sometime
Dropped yet always
Finished remember those
That made you
You
Happy Father/Daddy day
And this morning
As I enjoyed
My coffee the
Strangest spider kept
Dancing across thigh
Hand and finger
I swatted plucked
And pinged it
Off me until
I realized that
It was you
Visiting me in
Your sleep reminding
Me with your
Little dance that
You’re still here
In life it
Is not our
Successes that matter
What matters however
Are our failures
Enjoy as many
As you can
Failures are like
Slippery mossy stones
On which you
Step to cross
A creek you
Need them to
Get from here
To over there
But there’s always
The danger of
Slipping getting wet
Failures are the
Funny memories that
We laugh about
While basking in
The warmth of
Our brief successes
Oh in love
I’m a child
On his first
Bike all wobbly
Steadied by another
Eventually pushed glide
For a bit
Then fall skinning
Hearts and elbows
I try again
Remembering the feeling
Of flying and
Fall many times
Eventually I will
Ride with freedom
Protecting my elbows
And my heart