Poem « The Small Wave.

Father’s Day.

Saturday, 16 June 2007

For you, dad…

Saturday, 26 May 2007

Do you ever contemplate life;
Why we’re here, what does it mean?
The record documents birth and death
And the rest is just in-between.

I don’t mean to write off living
As meaningless or some such.
It’s just that life’s what we make it,
And most of us don’t make it much.

Wednesday, 23 May 2007

Our software is the world’s finest at doing what it does.
We’d elaborate on this a bit if we knew just what that was.