The Magic of Love

So old and frail
Far from home and taken ill

Alone at night in a hospital bed
Visiting hours long over

I'm such a bother
It's so sad to get old
The reaper is coming
Soon I'll be dead.
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Do you have a pot
Cook the chicken

Add carrots and rice
Season and simmer

Now to the hospital
Quick 'fore it cools
Wake up mom, we brought you soup
Eat it while it's hot

Was it the soup
Or love

I feel much better now

What’s in Your Golf Bag?

Day’s over course closed
No balls lie in the fairways
Many in the rough

There they will remain
Till found by a sharp eyed hawk
To be played again

Some buy certain balls
They think that they are better
Only to lose them

Because, as it’s said
The best things in life are free
Some use only found

Losing one, weep not
There are thousands laying ‘round
Pick up another

Often what we need
Lies in our path as we walk
Look, then bend your back

Now here are eleven
It will be your starter set
Go find number twelve

Grandpa ‘09