Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
Goodbye to selfishness . . .
Welcome Transformation

Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
Goodbye to selfishness . . .
Welcome Transformation


Sometimes I like to sit and sip, on a drink that’s long and cool.
Whether at the beach, or in the park or sitting around a pool.
Sometimes I like to sit and think, I while away the hours,
Experiencing incredible visions, fruit of creative powers.
Most times I just like to sit, not a thought to cloud my mind.
I wait to meet the mighty One by whom I’ve been designed.
As I sit, I am satisfied, not hearing, not smelling, not seeing.
Void of senses, without stimulation, just a human being.
Then He comes, I know it not, undisturbed is my quiet mind.
Though He’s gone, His presence remains in the peace He’s left behind.


These days, it seems parents are seldom naming boys Lance.
That’s certainly the case at a preliminary, first glance.
I decided to research history’s pages.
Going back in time to the Middle Ages.
That era appears to be the sweet spot.
In those times boys were named Lancelot.

There once was a Moose from Decatur.
Won local recognition as a figure skater.
With a national title under his belt,
Destined for Olympic Gold, many felt.
Practiced quad-jumps in an elevator.

There once was a Moose from Belvedere.
Fashioned himself a mountaineer.
Sans crampons and carabiniers,
With Granola Bars and freeze-dried wieners.
He went free and solo without fear.

Of all the great gifts I’ve scored.
There is one that I covet and hoard.
It’s not a Westminster clock.
Nor an antediluvian rock.
It’s the remarkable dry erase board.

The Wisconsin Dairy Farmers Association (WDFA), is producing a spoof on the major motion picture, “Home Alone.”
The premiss is, a young cheese wheel, named Kevin, is unintentionally left behind as his family leaves the dairy for a pilgrimage to the Gruyère region in the canton of Fribourg, Switzerland.
The name of the National Lampoon like spoof is: Provo-lone.

I’d like to submit to congress a new bill.
But who shall take it up the hill?
It must be someone clever and bright,
Who knows “You can’t save daylight.”
It must be someone who loves a thrill.
Ah, comes to mind Punxsutawney Phil!