each of us has a sun inside that with some feelgood news can burst forth and turn bad weather into silly drops on a rainbowed canvas   doesn’t matter if it’s raining cats and dogs outside, that thick warm light will spread and seal the cracks in anyone’s roof   so, on an otherwise miserable day, that sunny beam draws others, who will make attempts to slip under a corner, for one dry moment inside an umbrella of happiness

No one between me and the goalie. Two more dribbles and I’d pick a corner of the goal and let it fly. Suddenly, this younger guy slips around me and kicks the ball away.  Passed me like I was a cautious old man driving the freeway. And like that slow grandpa with slow reactions, my former all-star taIent was instantly made irrelevant and left breathless.  From that point forward, I knew I would take more back roads, keep an eye out for anything that might accidentally cross i

on chilly mornings I walk with a shiver, blot my runny nose and eyes   this warming world has been an icy place for a while, unkind and pitiless   and where I live, November makes it even more so   Thanksgiving, Christmas and Hannukah may loom toasty and happy for some   while others, bundled and still cold,   look and wait for something, anything   to slow the tears of circumstance the tremors of misery