Merry Christmas and some words
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980, I gave to my grandfather- Rewritten 29 December 2015 and now I am the grandfather) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from… Continue reading
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980, I gave to my grandfather- Rewritten 29 December 2015 and now I am the grandfather) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from… Continue reading
My Christmas prayer Thank you Lord of life and death. I had a safe and wonderful year. My children are near and grandchildren laughter overtake my home often. I have good heath and… Continue reading
My Winter love Pretty German girl whispered to me sweet and tender words at the German tavern. Dear Johnnie, only wine become better with time and people who dance on nails and lies.… Continue reading
My Bonnie gal I am going to Aberdeen, to be near the sea. I am waiting for a miracle, my Scotland blessing. I have loved the ginger-hair girl, eyes of hazel… Continue reading
The sweetest gal I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud. “Drink to you, drink to me… Continue reading
Choose what you love ——————————————————————————————————————- Enjoy your life, life wait for no-one. Create pretty photos for the heart. Dance with your beloved, show the children the beauty of the sea and… Continue reading
Once, twice and again. Love me one time, love me two times, lock the doors and let’s fall into love. ——————————————————- We danced the Texas two-step at the dance hall and I told… Continue reading
Dear Angela Dear Angela. Don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady. Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight. All of us are dirty with sin. Few of us are clean… Continue reading
You are my poetry Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. … Continue reading
Wanderlust — Damn those eyes Pretty face, demanding loving eyes. Soft voice making me feel weak and captured. Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace. Those eyes make me… Continue reading