An End of Year Poem

“Top of the morning!” he says with a smile While walking down main street alone single file The brim of his green hat has a crease down the middle Strapped to his shoulder he carries his fiddle He’s short, a bit plump, though he doesn’t seem fat A jolly old soul with a step like a cat You’d think him a plain old sort of a man With rosy round cheeks more red than tan I’ve seen him before by the corner drug store Playing his fiddle you can’t help but adore His hat always…

A Birthday Poem

Time has a way of Putting on pounds Creating lines and long frowns Pushing you closer to the ground Time seems to know when To call it a night Stop you from a fight Lead you to the light Time lets you know To say yes not say no Be a good sort of Joe Stop the tug start the tow Time when it ticks Can play silly old tricks Has you picking up sticks Records you in old flicks So why not give in just this once Stop playing bad jokes on the one That shows…

Remembering Mr. Rogers

A Poem of Remembrance

Remembering Mr. Rogers

Since Mr. Rogers closed his neighborhood door Young hearts have been broken down to their core He was an inspiration to children each day In his own special inimitable way He spoke through puppets in a soft muffled voice Always expressing “Make your own choice!” His shows were filled with magic and joy As he instilled friendship with the use of some toys His song “I like you the way you are” Made every child shine like a star “Won’t you be my neighbor?” Kept children of all races in favor “Daniel the…