Poetry Selections

Here a few pieces that will give you an insight into Lois’ style

Goodbye to a Backyard Friend

Red capped feathered friend,
The bitter cold caused your end.

You succumbed to the couch
On our front porch
and was carried in with a tender touch.

We wondered . . .

Daddy’s Request
“What are these plants?” he asked.
“Leaf of Life, they last and last.”
“I’d like to have some to take home,
Will they live through winter’s storm?”
“When their pretty flowers begin to fade…