Greatness Will Ensue!

In the land where fairways meet the sky,

Asplund reigns, the Head Chief high.

Golf gods whisper, winds comply,

As her spirit soars, beyond the eye.

Majestic greens, her kingdom grand,

Where dreams take flight, at her command!

With gentle touch and guiding hand,

She shapes the future, where hopes expand.

Coach Asplund with your loving grace,

You weave a tapestry, in this golfing space.

Students flourish, in your embrace,

As Coach, you lead them to victory's chase.

Through bunkers deep and roughs unknown,

Your leadership shines, a beacon shown.

In every swing, a seed is sown,

Of excellence and joy, forever known.

So, here's to you, dear Coach, so true,

In your new role, may skies stay blue.

The golf gods cheer, as we all do too, For in your hands, greatness will ensue.

Never Once —Did We Feel a Frown

Betty and the cats, oh my —

We all laugh, we smile, we even sigh.

We never know how many there are,

but we know they come from near and far.

We sit, we giggle, we even share a story;

we can’t keep up with the feline inventory!

The cats, eat, sleep, and often cuddle,

they scratch the couch and get into trouble.

When the day closes its bright shiny eyes,

the cats find Betty for a tasty surprise.

Some eat atop the kitchen counter,

Some jump into the New England clam chowder!

After the feast and paw-licks are complete,

they nap and return for leftover lunchmeat!

We herd them up, we chase them down,

Never once —did we feel a frown.

~In memory of Betty Ann Knox~1944-2024

©2024

Each a Kingdom

Excerpt from Bugs in the System

In ancient times of human lore,

Insect realms buzzed —less explored.

Civilizations, with laws and might,

Insects too, in their own right.

Human leaders— debates profound,

Insect queens, their colonies crowned.

Cities vast and kingdoms grand,

Insect hives —a complex strand.

Governance's tale, a curious blend,

Human laws and bugs that defend.

From ants in rows to bees that hum,

Insect societies — each a kingdom.

Decision-making in diverse forms,

Human councils— insect swarms.

A whimsical tale, two worlds entwine,

In political realms, their paths combine.