A Thanksgiving poem about my granddaughters.

Lawrence ended his writing career in a state of anti-American bitterness with this jaw dropping note of vitriolic anger.

Thanksgiving is called "Erntedankfest" in Bavaria which means literally "harvest thanks festival" and it took place generally on the first Sunday in October.

Poetry.

It is always good to follow great leaders, but even then following blindly would lead to disasters.

Show me that Iam wrong about fading romance.

A cold day.

It’s funny and all about maybe not having goose for christmas dinner.

A fun poem I put together at a time that I was working with preschool age children.

Now the environmentalists and liberals get into the act.