A Gentlemans View
I hold the door open for you
a simple act of courtesy
This any gentleman would do.
To you I act insultingly.
Any fool can be a father.
It takes a man to be a Dad.
Though some fellows would much rather
play the field as Jack the Lad.
A Fading Dream
The purple gloom of midnight hides
all outward signs of the decay.
A sense of grandeur still abides.
That’s absent by the light of day.
A Dog's Tale For M' Lady Ernestine
A dog’s tale
A small dog shows his loyalty
I suffer from a strange disease.
A most peculiar malady,
November month of fog and mists.
The early mornings have a bite
the silver grass by Jack Frost kissed
in the dark hours of the night.