By Duane Anderson The weather change was a welcomed change,one from negative degrees to one of mid-sixtiescausing the snow to melt,the formation of puddles,and flowing streams into the streets,just what two little boys were waiting foras they rode their strider bike and peddle carthrough the water,loving every minute of it,not missing a single puddle of … Continue reading Puddle Love
In the Eyes of a Trash Can
By Duane Anderson Yes, I get all your trash. No doubt,some of your prize possessions,not that I am ever very hungryfor anything that you feed me.I don’t mind an occasional can or bottle,but those, you really ought to recycle,but forgive me for scolding you,I sometimes get so overloadedthat I can’t keep my top on tight.Yes, … Continue reading In the Eyes of a Trash Can
The Naughty List
By Duane Anderson The state highway department posted the message:“Not wearing seat belts? I’m telling Santa,”but I tell them, go ahead, tell Santa,for Santa hasn’t visited me in ages.I was already on his naughty list,but since I was already wearing a seat belt,there was no reason to tell Santa that I was being good,so there … Continue reading The Naughty List
Four Blood Drive Poems
By Duane Anderson Treats and Drinks You could say that I am a paid volunteer, not with money, but I get to eat all the same snacks, fruit juices, and water they offer to the donors after they have donated a pint of their blood. It is my morning snack, lunch, and afternoon snack, six … Continue reading Four Blood Drive Poems
In the Eyes of the Snowman and Other Poems
By Duane Anderson In the Eyes of a Snowman If you think I am cute, then you would be absolutely right. I, made of three round balls of packed snow, with button eyes and a carrot nose. I look even better if you put a top hat on my head and a scarf around my … Continue reading In the Eyes of the Snowman and Other Poems
