INTRODUCTION

For quite some time now I have wanted to develop a site
that contains my poems of love and acceptance as
well as a few short stories I have written
and the watercolors I have recently begun to paint.
I also wanted to include the many different types of poetry that I love.
As a society it is important that we love each other
and try to accept each other regardless of our differences.
This is very important to me as a German born Jew. Being Jewish
has taught me that we cannot let history repeat itself.
My belief has also taught me to be kind to people and animals.
We must work hard to safe-guard our environment. I believe we must
help those less fortunate and do our best to do at least
one good deed a day regardless of how small that deed is.

Some of these poems end sadly....because
love doesn't always work out the way one would wish.
Most are for my spouse, my children, grandchildren and
other important people in my life. Some are for my companions....my
Boston Terriers and my Birman cat. My companions have taught me the
meaning of unconditional love and acceptance.

Although animals are capable of unconditional love and acceptance it is
unfortunate that so many people are not. Having a disability has
shown me that there are people in this world who for one reason or
another are unable to accept the disabled. I am not the only disabled person who
has discovered that friends or co-workers may fade away.
But, we have a choice. We can be angry and bitter or we can simply
accept the fact that this was all the individual had to offer us. I prefer to
try and remember the good times we shared. If we allow anger
and bitterness into our hearts we are not allowing enough room for
love. I am not a saint!!!!!!! When someone has left my life because of my
body's limitations I have felt a great deal of emotional pain. But, I refuse
to allow this pain to consume me. I prefer to have love in my life.
In order to receive love we must be willing to give love....unconditionally.



Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
The last of life
For which the first was made
~Robert Browning~