Introduction

This is an old mans book, not simply because of my age but because I am taking one last basket to market, and I want to fill it with as many good eggs as I can find.

The title poem is followed by poems for Isabelle and other members of my incredibly loveable family.

The next group of poems is a broad mix, the first having been written in recent years; then poems written over my many decades. They were, at one time or another, considered for a book but rejected. Now all have been revised sufficiently well to satisfy my fussy taste.

Obviously, I chose everything here and stand by my pickings just as clear is that, you, dear reader, range over great latitudes with untrammeled feelings. May the muses of poetry bless you.