Pop's Poetry

Maybe bad at spelling

But the idea

Of loose faith

Is something ever so

Appealing

Dropping the leash

Let go of the reigns

Open my hands and

Let faith free

From my grasp

It goes where it wants

And flies to the sky

To find nothing

And everything

As it should

I didn’t lose my faith

Just let it loose

It found the way

A path

To return home

Pops 2022

"With All My Love", I always say
But clearly that's not true
For our love grows with every day
And it's all because of you

With every year that passes by
A more beautiful woman I see
And even though you're sixty-five
You're still nineteen to me

Happy Birthday Catherine
With All My Love (so far)

Pops 2021