Friday, January 2, 2026

Arrived, draft no. 2

 You really rolled the carpet out

We felt pampered from the get-go

Flying never felt so posh

From our premier first-class row


Nor could digs be finer

Master bedroom, rose trees, hot tub

Even a walking trail

To scope pinecones and deer hubs


Enjoying piano recitals

Bagpipe and Beach Club mores

Historic adobe house wanderings

Nutcracker shopping spree scores

Porcini and tri tip

Persimmons and Mirth

Creme Brule and Scotch

Lounge were to before church

Nephews on gym mats

Nieces en pointe

Board Pres whip cracks

Barring nuts from checkpoints


How'd we swing this Pebble vacay

When loaded we're not?

When it comes to family

We hit the jackpot!










Too Tall Paul, draft no. 1

Too tall Paul

Is what he's called

Hangs near the bus stop

By the mall

Little, dark man

Not four feet tall

Sleeps at St. John's

Stands like a wall

I pass him on my way to work--

Sometimes Jesus' frame is small

The Pull, draft no. 2

 My wanter is tarnished

That is a fact

 Couldn't wait to thrift

To find the right strap

Yet shuffled to the Advent service

to honor my King

Lord, teach my heart

To worship greater things.