WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT


I was almost persuaded to let you flea from my life
After pondering my pain I want you for my wife.
It’s true I was slow to wise up and mature
But I know I love you of that I’m sure.

I’ll stop my gambling and racing fast cars
Staying out late with friends in bars.`
I’ll plant trees, flowers and a garden too
Buy us a cottage and make love to you.

I’ll give you diamonds and cook you meals
Pinch your bottom to see how it feels.
I‘ve won love’s lotto and all has changed
Our wedding and honeymoon we must arrange.

When the time is right we’ll add babies to our home
Live out our years never lonely and alone.
I pose this question with a anxious heart
Will you marry me till death makes us part?


By Tom Zart

Dear ladylisa,
Thank you for your words of supporrt.

Tom Zart


MY FAVORITE POET


My favorite poet is God above
Who gives Earth its rhythm and rhyme.
Not pied pipers of misguided souls
Who promote distrust, hatred and crime.

Poetry is nature serenading in song
The peaceful roar of the oceans waves.
The wind through the trees and over the hills
And the flowers in the fields by the graves.

The sound of rain as it waters the thirsty
The songs of children at play in the park.
The far off rumble of trains or thunder
As they pass through the night in the dark.

The joy of our babies first words and steps
The passion of life with its heroes and clowns.
The on going struggle to survive our sins
As we proliferate in hamlets and towns.

My favorite poet is our father of love
Who was first to know us before birth.
His poetry prolongs every thing we love
As his deliverance gives life its worth.


By Tom Zart