Thinking Out Loud

I decided to write this two-part book, the first inscribing my wandering thoughts, which seemed to sneak into my mind. The second, because I heard in the background the iambic pentameter of rhyme. This could be genetic since my father and also my children have a disposition towards writing. I am now encouraging my eight-year-old great grandson to read poetry. At age 92 I possibly am one of a minority still writing. I started at the early age of fourteen and plan to stop only when my mind decides I have had enough. I hope my readers enjoy this book as much as I did in writing it.