Yellow Submarine

One day the citizens of a
Small town were shocked
To find a bright yellow
Submarine lying on Main
Street. It just appeared
Overnight, full size, water
Dripping from it. Downtown
Shops were sure their
Businesses were going to
Take a nose dive.

Lost Poet

The poet is lost, he wanders
All over town, even going
Out to the countryside. He
Is sure he has left something
Somewhere but forgot
Where. What the poet is
Looking for is the perfect
Word to finish his poem.

Cathedral

Sitting in the center of
The city stands the
Towering cathedral,
A source of faith and
Worship for followers
From all over the city.
It could be a finger
Pointing straight to
Heaven.

Happiness

Happiness soars like
The wind blows the
Hair of people. Flags
Flap vigorously in
The town square
For all to look at
While holding on
To their hats. They
Are happy.

The Town

Sometimes I go on long
Walks around our small
Town. I walk through the
Business district and then
Just a short way into the
Residential areas and
Neighborhoods. Walks
Provide great exercise,
An intimate knowledge
Of every nook and cranny,
And getting to know what
Really makes up the town,
The people, my neighbors.

Happy Puppy

There is nothing  like a puppy
To brighten up your day,
Especially a happy one. They
Jump up and down when they
See you and that wet tongue
Goes to town. To avoid getting
A bath with his tongue you
Distract him by throwing
Him his favorite toy. Dogs
Don’t know why they are
Happy, they just are.