( Bacchas blessing are a treasure. Drinking is the soldier pleasure, Rich the treasure, sweet the plesure. Sweet is pleasure after pain. John Dryden.) The soldier Bacchus prayer. The young soldier asked Sgt.… Continue reading
The thing left undone. 1- I told my children. Never leave with anger in your voice. Come to my home and we will talk. No problem cannot be fixed. We can’t undo negative… Continue reading
She was a dancer. She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading
I do; dear I do. Once I knew the sea, once I knew the mountains and once, I roamed deep into the forest. And once I knew the sweetness of true love. I… Continue reading
