Old time moon

Old time moon
Casting a shadow
In the corner of my room
On my pillows


Through those dreamy eyes
The lake was surrounded by willows
Who tossed a pebble from behind me
Breaking the silence
Making ripples


A School aged girl
Learned the word "sorrow"
From a story book
She had to return tomorrow


What happened to people in that story
She couldn't remember
What happened to old time moon
Still there

Happy Father's Day

I am daddy's big girl

No matter how far I go

Thirty some years later

You are more appreciated than you know

In smooth and troubled waters

Through sunshine and rain

You are always by my side

To help me with the growing pain

I can't find a perfect gift

For a dad as special as you

I can only wish you health and happiness

Remember I'm always your big girl

A hectic morning

It was five minutes before a meeting
And the sales rep was still on the phone
I really wanted to hang up
But he just couldn’t stop talking

I needed to print out some tables
But our printer had a paper jam
After fixing this recurring problem
I was running out of time

It probably happened ten times before
That I cut my fingers on the edge of a paper
I guess I never paid attention to this secret weapon
And a lack of time is usually the trigger

Damn it, what the hell
Is that what we called the Murphy’s Law?

A peaceful Sunday Afternoon

I created this blog
when samples were in the centrifudge
On a quiet Sunday afternoon
the room is a cozy little lodge
I feel warm and relaxed
and totally at ease
nothing worries me right now
nothing disturbs the peace