Give back
pay forward 
count blessings 
think ahead 
be present 
these things 
are kindness 
in action 
and prosperity 
in abundance 
think not 
of yourself 
for Heaven 
belongs to 
those who 
can and 
always will 
for others 

I’ve been aware
of this for
a long time 
and this that
I am aware
has framed me 
like a painting 
and within these
four pieces of 
wood I live 
love and write 
someday maybe soon
or maybe later 
I will be 
hung on some 
wall at the 
end of the 
hall and glanced 
at as an 
afterthought but never 
will I ever 
be displayed in 
a gallery for 
I’m not art
but simply oil
and canvas and 
someone else’s imagination 

World zip by
go on your 
merry little way 
I’ll sit here 
having a tea 
party with friends 
might I introduce 
you to words
and music and 
our quiet minds 
pull up chair
sit with us 
and sip softly 
as we sing 
our many melodies 
of moments past 

Dunk dunk
and steep
so goes
my teabags 
little bath
spoon of
honey for 
my honey 
and pour
on its 
way back 
to bed 
and your 
waiting lips 
‘tis good 
oh yes
and the 
tea too

Must have 
coffee and 
kisses and 
coffee kisses 
in morning 
little morsels 
of sweetness 
and affection 
playfully bitter
creamily dreamy 
and just
a dash
and dollop 
of day