She always tried to please him
And ignore his grumpy mood.
He fussed about her cooking
And the way she fixed his food.
She’d fried his eggs for breakfast
But he’d shoved his plate aside.
“I wanted eggs for breakfast,
But I didn’t want them fried.”
So she scrambled him two eggs
Trying to avoid a fight.
“I didn’t want them scrambled
Can’t you ever get [...]
Entries from June 2006 ↓
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Eggs
June 30th, 2006 — Married Life, Poems for Grownups
Tattoo
June 15th, 2006 — Hospital Humor
He’s careful of the things he does
And of the things he eats for food.
Just when you think he’s quite a sage
He goes and gets himself tattooed!
He doesn’t smoke, he doesn’t drink,
Such habits he has soundly booed.
Just as you think he’s one smart guy
He goes and gets himself tattooed.
There is just nothing one can do
That can [...]
Goldie’s Funeral
June 10th, 2006 — Poems for Children
We had a funeral yesterday
It was a very sad affair
I had three goldfish in a bowl
And now there’re only two in there.
My Dad said when a goldfish dies
Just flush it down the toilet bowl.
I tried to but it wouldn’t fit
I had to dig a great big hole.
Dad said, “He’s just a little fish
Why dig a [...]
What If
June 7th, 2006 — Poems for Children
What if you had been born a cat?
Your first word would have been, “Meow”.
Or if you had been born a puppy
You would have told your mom, “Bow Wow”.
You’d have to learn to say, “Oink Oink”,
If for a dad, you had a pig.
But if you had been born a worm
You couldn’t talk, you’d only dig.
I wonder [...]
Vision
June 5th, 2006 — Married Life
He had been gone almost a week
His yearly hunting trip alone.
With out a thought of his poor wife,
He didn’t bother once to phone.
Now he could see that she was mad.
Such times when simple caution pays.
“Just how would you feel,” she asked him,
“To not see me for seven days?”
“Well that would just be fine with me!”
Is [...]

Wayne Edwards is a native Texan, graduate of Texas A&M University, and retired Air Force officer. He lives, with his wife Ruth, on a fish farm in Texas, in an underground house he built himself. Wayne can be reached via e-mail at 