NAPKIN WORDS #96 2011 -  Dedicated to my Brother-In-Law Mike Prevor

1. ALWAYS THERE ARE FIGHTS
A fool fights over nothing, wanting to fight.

The wise fight for something, even though
wishing never to have that fight!

2. THAT GLOBE OF LIFE
I have often asked myself, “If I could create
the sun, would I?”

I have no answer, because I know that I do not
have the power to do so.

But I always admire it’s gift, and because of that
admiration, I certainly would if I could.

Such are my steps to acknowledging a much higher
authority for the creation of the sun!

3. IN THE NEAR TIME TO BE
I would rather have just a penny in my pocket, and
growls in my stomach, then be forced to kiss the
toe of a fate that would be cruel to others.

The foot of fate is putting on sandals, about to
walk to the place I am. I will fight to the bitter end.

My thoughts are, you best prepare, as right now
other feet of fate are putting on sandals!

4. TESTING IN OUR SCHOOLS
A good person is not beyond most questions.

A great person is always beyond all answers.

Educators know teaching others to question is the
most important art of life learning. It is not always
trying to get that fixed answer, which we admit is
impossible, when there are tight time constraints!

5. ALWAYS REMEMBER
Largeness is just a size.

It has nothing to do with quality, but much to do
with the bully.

Always fight back, for life teaches that the biggest
bully, once feeling pain, will leave another alone.

Should the bully still pick on the little one, all that
means is that the little one did not inflict enough
pain when they fought back!

6. ALWAYS GREET THEM
I decided that no matter how valuable I might
consider thoughts I have while trying to write,
they are not half as valuable as an old friend, or
even a stranger, suddenly appearing to greet me.

Thoughts are like breaths, always they are many,
but friends, old or new, are true treasures of life!

LOVE SAILING

Through the heart runs a canal of love. It
can’t be seen when blood is drawn, or when
surgery is done. It is invisible to all but that
angelic cupid, who I hasten to add, cannot
be seen by you or I.

Yet I have been on that ship called Eros. I
can sail that canal flowing with love.

My oars are the smiles of the kiss you give.
My seat is the hug of your morning scent.

My sails fill with amazement, send me far, in
storms of your voice, when your lips touch my
ear with your calming love, the quiet smile of
your gentle arms.


by Edward Hunter