Alan D Busch
· Between 10 and 5 With Dad
· Chapter 7, Kissing Dad's Nose, revised (Alternate version)
· Chapter 7, Kissing Dad's Nose, revised
· Revised Chapter 3 of Between Fathers and Sons
· Chapter 7, revised of Between Father and Son
· Chapter 3 Between Father And Son (my second book)
· Chapter 2 Between Father and Son (my second book)
· Chapter 1: Between Father and Son (my second book)
· Revised Preface of My Second Book
· Stuff My Father Won't Tell Me Revision #2 of Part 1
· Cruising Route 66 With Dad (a major revision )
· These Lights We Kindle, revision 5 for submission
· These Lights We Kindle, Revision 4
· These Lights We Kindle, revision 3
· These Lights We Kindle, revision 2
· These Lights We Kindle (revised)
· Cruising Route 66 With Dad, Revision #2
· Cruising Route 66 With Dad-Revision 1
· Cruising Route 66 With Dad
· Living With Parkinson's Disease
· What DO We Read on the Back of the (In)famous Photograph?
· Looking Out The Rear Window: Ten Years Ago
· Jewish Life Learning Aboard The New York City Subway
· The Jewish Press Publishes These Lights We Kindle
· Jewish Humor
· I Grieve For Ben At My Side (final revision)
· I Grieve For Ben At My Side
· As The Ninth Year Approaches ... Yom Yom
· Fundamentals of Fathers and Sons
· Martin ... my brother I love but never knew
· Significant Revision of A Father Loses A Daughter
· A Revision of A Father Loses A Daughter
· Loss and Gain
· At Heaven's Gate
· Fingers, A Poem for Kimberly (revision 5)
· Fingers (substantially revised #4)
· Fingers (revision #3)
· It's Finally Here!
· It's Finally Here!
· See Alan's front book cover in Jewish Business News
· Between 10 and 5 With Dad/Keeping The 5th Commandment by Alan D. Busch
· Synopsis for Alan D. Busch's second book Between Fathers and Sons
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Perhaps my favorite memory of Zac growing up ...
For Zac, My Younger Son and Youngest Child
My memory of you when a boy I did teach,
of a human being I pray I helped you become.
Let your life reflect the divine spark in each
when the banality of others does us benumb.
Teary-eyed sighs on cloudy days recall,
a boy's freckled face crestfallen became ...
for plucking orange lilies off sun craning stems,
whose countenance shone neither remorse nor shame.
A lesson he'll recall from that day hence …
may many more days be his to see,
Respect all life from great to small, guard this lesson's value pristine,
Tend your garden until like a school it becomes
so tomorrow's children will have lilies seen.
Alan D. Busch
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|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
You know they didn't really teach this lesson when I was growing up. We use to peel birch trees, pick more berries than we could eat, and break the branches off the trees with a boomerang. I won't tell you the things my older brother did. lol. I like how they are teaching respect for life to kids earlier and earlier. This poem also captures a feeling of innocence. Great write:)
|Reviewed by Micki Peluso
That was lovely!!