. Lucky It stormed around our house last night, The lightning turned the black sky bright. Tornadoes came to join the fray, The morning news led me to pray. Six houses leveled, not too far--- How vulnerable we all are! . . Why We Have Mother’s Day The son while visiting called: “Mom!” What happened next was stunning. She’s 62, he’s 26, No matter---she came running! . . Parents’ Drop-off Kisses Our house is near a bus stop, so Today I watched who came. The moms and dads and children Either talked or played a game. To black and white and Asian kids Each parent’s kiss brought shame. We hear so much of contrasts now, But mostly we’re the same. . . The Effect of Lawsuits on TV Commercials The long commercial all but says “This medicine can kill. But nonetheless we’d really like For you to use our pill.” . . To Bill Cosby I wanted to believe you, I really loved your show. And some folks do see dollar signs Or don’t tell all they know. Plus power-hungry prosecutors Might put in a fix, But who believes you when accusers Number thirty-six? . . Russel Winick recently started writing poetry at nearly age 65, after ending a long legal career. He resides in Naperville, Illinois.