I was working in the corporate world as a branch head of an insurance company for more than 28 years. I have opted for early retirement 2 years ago.
Now I am a full time blogger. I also have a passion for art and have discovered I have a knack for poetry. Usually I will write a poetry that goes with the drawing I have done or I will pen one for my fellow artists when they post their ... more »
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Philo Yan Poems
In the jungle, a lion's roar, Loud rumbling from it's core. Magnificent mane of golden brown, He is a king but wears no crown.
A tiny Costa Rica frog was caught in heavy rains He hops around to get away Pitter patter water pains
How To Be An Angel
To be an angel bend don't break To be an angel give don't take
When things around seem not to work When people you know don't seem to care When you start feeling that you are dirt Which way you turn, Life seemed unfair
50th Birthday And A Rose By Any Other Na...
Version One ============ A Rose is not a Rose without the thorns,
Life's dangers, Life's drama, A violet field, A panorama, Spell blinding, fiery ball. Gliding on horizon fall.
I love bell peppers, I love all the colors, I love bell peppers, But not in dollars,
A sinful delight, melting slowly, Hey, so what! Get heavy.......
Standing twenty feet tall. Long neck, bent slender, Standing five feet small, Caressing gently, tender
Friends Are Like Balloons
Someone said that Friends are like balloons If you let them go you can't get them back.
Time to celebrate, Your marriage is great, Fourteen strong years, Laughter and tears,
Colors Of The Day
May your colors of the day Be vibrant and happy gay Like the summery breeze Or a flock of migratory geese
An exquisite Geisha. From Japan, Asia.
Good And Bad, Happy And Sad
Its bad to waste not even to taste the happy and sad the good and bad
Comments about Philo Yan
In the jungle, a lion's roar,
Loud rumbling from it's core.
Magnificent mane of golden brown,
He is a king but wears no crown.
Predator and enemy they have two,
Human hunters, Hyenas too.
The lion and his lioness pride,
If you cross them, run, don't hide.
The roar of a Lion,
The rolling sound of thunder,
The chase of a Lion,
His prey runs asunder.
The Lion's roar is his symbol,
Of Strength, Of Leadership, Of pride,
The raw Roar sound is tribal,
His pride, so true, abide.