President Obama

We have actually elected a human being who is cool, calculating, brilliant and able to speak passionately from his heart.

What were we thinking?
He might actually ask us to think differently, act differently - even change.

Maybe we are America the Brave after all.

My prayers will be with him every night.

We don't all have children....

But I do.

Mine is beautiful ...

... intelligent ...

... endlessly creative ...

... and lazy.

Just like me.

Hurricanes and Politics

I don't know if major hurricanes have disrupted national politics before. I can only watch what is happening now and wonder if we really are going to have to watch two PR teams duel on behalf of the candidates. Already the "Donation Wars" have begun. The RNC launching from the platform of their convention, asking delegates and the nation to text donations (don't ask grandfather, it's something new) to the Red Cross. Obama doing much the same via text messages to supporters and his website. I know why the PR machines are telling me this is the right thing to do... I mean I get the giving part. I'm just not sure that suspending the convention and campaign activities makes any sense.

We as a nation are in the last 10 weeks of what feels like the most important presidential decision in my lifetime. I have compassion for my fellow Americans as they suffer through the hurricanes. But, life goes on. Am I to believe that both candidates are incapable of multi-tasking? Really what are the campaigns doing during this time? Posturing. Are we going to postpone the election if this fertile hurricane season continues? I don't think so. 

If you were My Valentine...

If you were my Valentine
Oh the things I'd say...

Thank you for your lovely lips
That kiss away my fears
Smiling, laughing, gasping
When I kiss your ears

Thank you for the time you share
Thoughts and dreams
Love and fears

If you were my Valentine...
I'd sing of passion in your arms
Waxing poetic of your charms

Moaning whispers linger
A memory without end
Blood follows fingers
Nerves without end

If you were my Valentine...
Your eyes alone I'd see

I'd swear my love undying
Words so warmly witty
Without even trying

I'd breath you in
Scent magnetic
Lips grazing wanton
Soft skin a blaze

If you were my Valentine...
I'd understand my place

Walking, dancing, driving
Flying through the clouds
Rushing home again
Just to see your face

If you were my Valentine...
I'd softly pull you near

Eyes warm pools o'er flowing
Without words of meaning
I'd whisper soft and slow
I love you..Thank you
For you love

It's all too soon
And way to much
From someone whom
You haven't touched

Dreams yield
Words define
Actions will create
My dreams

Won't you be my Valentine?