YESTERDAY'S PUDDLE

Painted Puddles from yesterday’s rainstorms and logs in the fireplace that warms. Carefully painted hearts, and oven baked tarts. Cut-out doilies, Made up stories. Fresh whipped milk chocolate, tickles a child’s palate, and a well thrown pigskin easily caught on a backspin. Your hopes and dreams surely will last forever If you hold them dear and don't let go. Never. Armand Hamouth