I
The hands Carmelo's genes shaped
Are somewhat lighter, her heart sadder
Carmelo Ricci left a world of pandemics
On January 17, 2022; heaven is happier
II
If a dad can raise a caring, hand-some lass
Who is among those who love hard, not loud:
The same who almost alone cares for Mama
Carmelo and Marie have done God proud
NOTE: GODSPEED TO CARMELO RICCI, LISA RICCIS DAD. I AM GLAD-SAD for my friend, and I daresay, Victor Buhagiar's P.S. pal, too.
It takes two to get along
One remains,still strong
Till death do us part they swore
Fifty five years after, together no more
Sixty-three years later, it’s not the same
Today, only one player in a doubles game
Three linesmen to watch the match
To help the referee, missteps catch
We love the lonesome player so much
His feelings we hope, we can touch
Not for the public gallery, so trite
Only filial loyalty and love very bright
Happy Anniversary,Father dear
From us you have nothing to fear
We have been here, done this and that
It matters now only, where you're at.
Filial Child
Halfway to heaven,
so thrilled to be saved.
My life,
changed forever.
Filled with your spirit,
wrestles to serve.
On fire…
in the night,
running through the streets,
until I fall… before You.
Dancing for My Lord,
To a music that has always been,
and will forever be,
echoed in all men’s souls.
Snow falls upon my father’s distant grave.
The disconcerting thing is, I can see it!
He neither was a humble man, nor brave,
Yet all his good – I would, that I could be it!
His arm, in every picture, round a friend,
Upon his lap, in others, babe or child!
Was ‘overwhelmed’, when he came near his End,
But, ‘kind of philosophical’ and mild.
He knew his time was up, so he hugged me,
Forgave me for my words, which was a feat!
And I forgave him, too! Wide as a sea
Was his forgiveness and words kind with heat
They burned my ears, and yet, they soothed my heart,
And made me know, of his, I was a part.
2/18/2019
Don’t blame me for the difference
Apart from the variance of time
There is of parentage, location
And factoring in of education
I like the counsel, and its source
Can only be agreed of as wise
My views are judged non-yielding
But first and last . . . its me
Maybe this will help
Biometrics – the id, genes, and history
Rest assured won’t betray you
Even when the thought has been I had
Give my rebellion its chance
I see it won’t end up prodigal
I am armed beyond joey and eaglet
Believe me, I am your boy, and also man