Category Archives: 1988


To my dear wife I’m giving this To thank you for our wedded bliss: A single rose for every year That I’ve been blessed to hold you near, And now that you’ve become a mother, For Heather I will give … Continue reading

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How do you possess my mind with thoughts of you? I struggle to break your hold and yet My efforts have been in vain. It seems like my Most ardent attempts have somehow met Resistance from deep within my very … Continue reading

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