And that's just fine by me.

Today's plans derailed

By a little girl needing

Snuggles and kisses.

What makes me tick...

Telling it best is

Much more important to me

Than telling it first.

It's a style thing.

I have a weakness

For a tall slick pompadour

And a crooked sneer. 

What do you expect?

When you are not here

I wear your softest hoodie

And eat your choc'late.

Awake and Haiku!

Days without haiku.
So many little moments
Of poetry missed!