For Carol
To the love of my life on our 51st anniversary. She Walks in Beauty BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON) She walks […]
Poetry
On Children
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
Poetry
On Getting Older
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.