“ Lasting Friendship ” ~ an august gift ~

If perchance

Time offers say,

A laudable way

To find amity,

One may discern

That special place,

Where so decides

Life’s real worth

Be best described

As friendship…

 

Of rare occasion

Be this a present

Of euphoria,

And far beyond

One of fortuity

Be the substance,

Of an august gift…

 

Thus bestowed

Upon my life,

Be kismet,

Two score or more

Of years ago,

The wondrous joy

Of lasting friendship

I’ve cherished so,

What serendipity alas

Would have me know!

                                                ode to my friend Pierre Ste.M

“ A Last Hurrah ” ~ alas too soon ~

 

I’ve howled hurrahs

For varied causes,

Tho at times admit

Of dubious sauces,

When in my youth

I took few pauses

Before I jumped,

To lofty reasons

Short on seasoned,

Most hardly worth

A laudable hurrah…

 

Though on occasion

Did youth follies

Incite horrahs,

Wisdom did suffer

Urge such jollies

Of youth’s ways,

The while inspired

By its short stays,

Alas our desires,

Saw a last hurrah

Find its merry way!