
If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.
Saddle your dreams before you ride them.
Mary Webb (1881-1927) was an English romance novelist and poet.

If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.
Saddle your dreams before you ride them.
Mary Webb (1881-1927) was an English romance novelist and poet.

Nestling with Christmas warmth
Dreaming of winter’s snow
Gliding down peaceful slopes
Beside lofty chateau
Sleeping with cherished peace
Hearing each silver bell
Waiting expectations
Mystery’s carousel
Ringing red kettle’s bell
Giving from grateful heart
Letting go of some cash
Someone’s life will restart
Quickening steps now stop
Finding one final gift
Sharing love with others
Purchase completes this shift
Gazing into night’s sky
Drifting, tiny snowflake
Inviting even more
Ground swells from snowy quake
Blessing midnight’s entrance
Painting whitest landscape
Witnessing lighted tree
Christmas dreams taking shape

The Christmas season can mean different things to many people, but residing in its heart just might be these words as written by American Congressman William Carey Jones (1855-1927): “The joy of brightening other lives, bearing each other’s burdens, easing others’ loads and supplanting empty hearts and lives with generous gifts becomes for us the magic of Christmas.”

Sleeping beneath midnight stars
Dreaming of faraway lands
Tracing desktop’s spinning globe
Traveling with comfort’s hands
Searching for bold adventures
Filling imagination
Revolving world comes to rest
Discovering location
Boarding fastest clipper ship
Setting sail, freedom ahead
Lighting up destiny’s route
Leaving comfortable bed
Traversing treacherous seas
Sailing toward setting sun
Scanning distant horizon
Anticipating more fun
Pulsating alarm intrudes
Crashing through innocent dreams
Waking for Monday’s school day
Leaving journey in midstream


Walking along distant shore
Splashing through love rolling in
Filling anticipation
For what might have been
Chasing footprints, still present
Wishing love would return back home
Filling eternal sunset
For dreams want to roam
Clinging to memory’s thoughts
Sorting images, clear and bright
Filling love’s gentle presence
For each morn beams light
Recalling tiny details
Bringing smiles inside lonely heart
Filling tender, childlike love
For music restarts
Longing for more sandy walks
Holding hands, together as one
Filling timeless connections
For love’s never done


Dreams don’t have deadlines. Believe in yourself.
You can’t let your past hold your future hostage.
LL Cool J (born 1968) is an American rapper, songwriter, and actor. In addition to his singing credits, he has starred in the long-running television drama, “NCIS: Los Angeles.” His real name is James Todd Smith.

Nightly journey
Making every turn
Dreamland Express
Locomotive churns
Night’s stardust twirls
Beaming moonlight shines
Dreams coloring
Brilliant skyline
Stillness breathing
Dancing with more guests
Each dream connects
Peace surrounds night’s quest
Endless travels
Finding elation
Dreams speak softly
Night’s destination
Early dawn’s pause
Closing nighttime’s gate
Dreamland Express
Morning’s station waits


May your future be limited only by your dreams.
Reach for it. Push yourself as far as you can.
Christa McAuliffe (1948-1986) was an American teacher and astronaut from Concord, New Hampshire. She will be remembered for her selection as the finalist in the Teacher in Space Project. She was a crew member on the ill-fated NASA mission on January 28, 1986, when the space shuttle Challenger was destroyed shortly after take-off.

As long as you are dreaming, there is always a way out.
What matters is not how well you can avoid trouble, but how you cope with trouble when it comes.
Paul Auster (born 1947) is an American writer and film director. His books have been translated into more than 40 languages.

Life with its purpose
Every minute spent
Never wasting any
Just need to pay today’s rent
Day’s unhurried pace
Let’s enjoy each scene
Sitting on nature’s porch
Sunshine better than caffeine
Yes, growing older
But treasure each day
Dreaming of fairway green
Does anyone play croquet?
Rather keep life simple
Chasing more blue sky
Positive state of mind
Patio invites, come by
Grilling cheeseburgers
Welcoming each friend
Tasty bushel of crabs
Please let this day never end
Holding off sunset
For few minutes more
Warmest ocean breezes
Tomorrow waits in night’s drawer

This poem honors the musical legacy and life of American singer-songwriter Jimmy Buffet (1946-2023). In his own words: “Shells sink, dreams float. Life’s good on our boat.”

Distant clap of thunder
Pausing as if on cue
Cloudy skies breaking free
Nightly reflections coo
At first, hearing silence
Nature turns on her spell
Nightly reflections stir
Stories ready to tell
Moon serenades landscape
Harmony’s silent creek
Timeless melodies swirl
Nightly reflections peek
Lake’s high tide rolling in
Whispers tease sandy beach
Nightly reflections wink
Drowsy thoughts within reach
Dreams never want to fade
Overcome now with sleep
Horizon’s sunrise waits
Nightly reflections keep
