Ramblings

Whatever comes to mind

The Uncaring God

I cannot comprehend a god, On high celestial plane, Architect of all Earth's good But guiltless of its pain. We thank the Lord for one man saved When stricken ships go down, But never seek to offer blame

Summer's End

Face it, man, the heatwave's over, Storms will soon the drought amend. Still in shorts? You must be frozen! Stunned by summer's sudden end. Sort out thermals, gloves and jumpers, Think winter now, for winter's near,