Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it.

Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc... to find success writing children's novels.

When the sun sets like fire, I will think of you, when the moon casts its light, I'll remember, too, if a soft rain falls gently, I'll stand in this place, recalling the last time, I saw your kind face. Good fortune go with you, to your journey's end, let the waters run calmly, for you, my dear friend.

All little creatures are beautiful...every living thing when it first sees life is born in beauty. What they grow to be is a different matter.

Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.

Food to eat and games to play. Tell me why, tell me why. Serve it out and eat it up. Have a try, have a try.