Twenty Twenty Five

I miss Little Mochi
Drakeson and Milli
As the fireworks
Cheering the new year
Explode in the air
And you are not here
I will greet the New Year
When the clock strikes twelve
No balloons or hats
Will adorn my head
I will think of you
As I raise a toast
To another year
Of growth and sweetness
Of fun adventures
And laughter and love
May the heartaches be few
Joy be abundant
Happiness abound
Wishing you the best
In Twenty Twenty Five

Silver Wheels

My Silver Wheels oh my Silver Wheels

Did you adore the joyride

For an hour and a half

With just you and me

On the slippery roads

From Austin Lake Hills to Manchaca

And back again

My hands were firm on the steering wheels

My eyes affixed on the road ahead

I prayed for both of us

To be safely delivered

To our destination intact 

On Bliss Spillar Road

I thought you’d get a rest

While my legs got running to do

But Nature intervened

And the authorities declared

The fields are to be closed

They are too wet to be trampled on

By soccer players and referees

I am glad you were my loyal companion

Taking me safely back to our abode

It was a bitter sweet experience

I did not get to run

But I got a joyride with you

My Silver Wheels oh my Silver Wheels