Ignore a problem if you would
It will increase as best it could
Until it reaches zenith height
And send you scrambling
With all might.

Age removes landmarks.
Things that once were, are no more -
Time effects great change.

The cawing crow,
Object of strife,
Does have its place
Here in this life.
Its hue is dark
Its numbers rife.
It sounds of caw
And not a fife.
To the farmer
And to his wife,
The crow is but
A fowl most trife.

The answers are there
Look hard enough, and you will
find them. They are there.

New day.
New things.
Night is passed,
Dawn’s now broken.
A new chapter is
Emerging.

Hotdog.
Stickler
To this day.
‘Tis a main stay—
An age-old stapler
That shall be.

Happy butterflies.
Sunflowers. But then, there’s a -
Hidden side to life.