Spice in Life

Today I see flowers everywhere

Some are over here and some are over there

All because I dared to care

And did something somewhat rare.


I reached out to help someone in need

Planted a wee little colourful seed

It was simply a daily good honest deed

That all too often few others heed.


The words dare to care and dare to share

Are not too much of a burden to wear

They give my life a lot of interesting flair

As I dare to care, to bear and to share.


So get out and give your life a different spice

It could give you, too, an extra human slice

Like good luck from a set of honest dice

A surprise gift for being especially nice.

Aruba outbound in 90 Beats


Binah’s Deli and Coffee Shop

Run by the basic mom and pop

Bunnies hop and hop and hop

But, mom and pop, they do not.


American Air Gate Seven

The passengers leaving heaven

Departing at eleven

Awake since half past seven.


Aruba is heaven on earth

For several a real rebirth

For some others a new search

For another place to perch.

The Special Ones


Average people come and go

They may see the flowers

But can’t see the rose

Average people are ten to one

They’re part of clusters

That block out the sun.

Special people are hard to find

Genuine and honest

They’re one of a kind.

They do see the roses

And do see the sun,

They’re unique individuals

Who like to walk more than run.



I am sorry my honesty hurt you, my dear friend,


I am not sorry for my honesty.

Amanda Todd Suicide Sadness

Aman, Aman, Amanda Todd

We mourn for you as we sob

The guy who did this is a knob

Those who helped form the mob

They set out to rob, rob, rob.


Aman, Aman, Amanda Todd

You reached out to stop that mob

Nobody helped you with that job

Making us all look like knobs

As we now all sob, sob, sob.


Aman, Aman, Amanda Todd

We mourn with you as you sob

Those lobs, knobs and many sods

Robbed, robbed, robbed

All of us.