Posted: under OnTheRoad.
Tags: FromTheRoad, poetry
There are times when I wish I was more creative,
Times I wish I could be intense and brooding,
but I realize that I am simply not that smart,
or maybe I’m just not that self-centered, self-involved, self-conscious or self-aware
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May 29 2009
Posted: under Being a parent.
Tags: poetry
At My Father’s Feet…
The world made sense,
The Boogeyman would only hurt bad people,
The good guys always wore white.
At My Father’s Feet…
I was always safe.
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Oct 07 2008
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