It’s Fine Today (3rd Stanza – by Douglas Malloch) It’s today that I am livin’,Not a month ago.Havin’; losin’; takin’; givin’;As time wills it so.Yesterday a cloud of sorrowFell across the way,It may rain again tomorrow,It may rain — but say,Ain’t it fine today? Continue reading Three Fine Days
It’s Find Today (Stanza 2nd – by Douglas Malloch) What’s the use of always weepin’,Making trouble last?What’s the use of always keepin’Thinkin’ of the past?Each must have his tribulation —Water with his wine;Life, it ain’t no celebration,Trouble? — I’ve had mine —But today is fine! Continue reading Another Fine day
It’s Fine Today (1st Stanza – by Douglas Malloch) Sure, this world is full of troubleI ain’t said it ain’t.Lord, I’ve had enough and doubleReason for complaint;Rain and storm have come to fret me,Skies are often gray;Thorns and brambles have beset meOn the road — but say,Ain’t it fine today? Continue reading One Fine Day
Upon my father’s last day gone in an instant come what may and what waswithin our shared moments too much love squanderedas we did what we thought needed to be done our hearts rarely speaking to anothermay be much was fatedbut hidden love is love regardless. Continue reading Reflections Where
“What we need are science heroes and math stars.” – http://www.fractalfoundation.org Continue reading Trees are Fractals
