A song about making choices. Life moves in small steps By the choices we all make. We decide by will and pride The path we'd like to take. And the places we end up And the people we will know We'll see, you and me By where we choose…

This was written at a time when things weren't going so well for me. This will be my last upload until after the RPM Challenge. The jeans are worn but they're clean. The shirt is frayed at the elbows. The shoes are dull, lost their sheen…

This was written at a time when things weren't going so well for me. This will be my last upload until after the RPM Challenge. The jeans are worn but they're clean. The shirt is frayed at the elbows. The shoes are dull, lost their sheen…

Roasting on one side, Freezing on the other side: The joy of campfires.

The coals are red-hot, Nag champa incense burning, Cherry Coke in hand.

Ray Bans typify 80s cool. Am I too old? Son says, "Dad, those fail!"

Rhyme: difficult when Writing a three-line poem. Make ev'ry word count.

The forecast looks good: Some say rain is on the way. Skiers pray for snow!

Syllables has too Many syllables to make Really good haiku.

Rhyme: difficult when Writing a three-line poem. Make ev'ry word count.