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by Nicholas Gordon

F Is for Firm
Face the Fact that You Are Still a Child
Face the Passing Years as Though a Painting
Factor In Each Falsehood, Failure, Phantom
Factor In the Fickleness of Fortune
Facts Are Less Reliable than Dreams
Facts Are Never Simply What Is True
Faith
Faith Is What One Cannot Know
Families Are Created Out of Love
Families Are the Girders Underneath
Family Is a Gift Few Can Afford
Family Is a Rescue Squad in Waiting
Fantasies Endure the Test of Time
Fantasies Find Flower in What's Real
Fantasies, like Words, Await What's Real
Fantasy Starts Running Out of Room
Farewell, My Friend and Confidante
Farmers Ought Not Cut Against the Grain
Fashion Finds No Favor in Your Heart
Fashion for Yourself a Perfect Mirror
Fate Is a Consortium
Fate Is Oft the Filament of Passion
Fathers and Daughters Have a Romance
Fathers Are Forever
Fathers Are the Giants of Our Lives
Fathers Can Be Solitary Mountains
Fathers Cannot Fathers Be
Fathers Must Have Faith in What They Do
Fathers Need Not Fathers Be
Fathers Vest Themselves in a Relation
Fathers Who Must Love from Far Away
Father's Day Is Not Meant Just for Fathers
Father's Day Without You Is like Music
Fear Is the First Cause of Hesitation
Fear Might Well Be Likened to a Wall
Fear Not, for Love Is All Around You
Fear Not, for the World Is Full of Beauty
Fear Not the Fairest Fortunes of Your Heart
Fearing for My Sanity
February
Feelings Are Not Easily Counterfeited
Felice
Felicia2
Felicia Feels the Deepest Happiness
Festivities Pull the Cork on the Champagne
Fie on These Earthlings
Fifteen's Neither Child nor Adult
Fifty3
Fifty5
Fifty6
Fifty Can Be Taken Well in Stride
Fifty Is a Moment for Reflection
Fifty Is a Time of Hope and Healing
Fifty Years a Sojourner, Uncertain Guest
Fifty Years, and You Remain a Child
Fifty Years Have Passed. Fifty Years!
Fifty Years Is a Long Time to Be Married
Fifty Years Is Really Not Enough
Fifty Years Together Is a Mountain
Fifty's Full of Life and Well-Tuned Vigor
Fifty-Eight Comes Often to the Table
Fifty-Eight Has Fields That Now Lie Fallow
Fifty-Eight Still Finds Delight in Learning
Fifty-Five
Fifty-Five2
Fifty-Five3
Fifty-Four
Fifty-Four2
Fifty-Four3
Fifty-Four4
Fifty-Nine
Fifty-Nine3
Fifty-Nine4
Fifty-Nine Takes Pleasure in Exposing
Fifty-One
Fifty-One3
Fifty-One Is Entering the Fall
Fifty-Seven2
Fifty-Seven's Not Afraid of Silence
Fifty-Six
Fifty-Six2
Fifty-Six3
Fifty-Six Devotes Himself to Beauty
Fifty-Three
Fifty-Three3
Fifty-Three Remains an Open Field
Fifty-Three, Well Armed with Expertise
Fifty-Two
Fifty-Two2
Fifty-Two3
Fifty-Two4
Fighting Back
Find Your Children Everywhere You Look
Find Your Perfect Mentor in a Tree
Find Your Wilderness Within Your Heart
Find Yourself a Purpose and a Goal
Fire Comes in Many Hopes and Sizes
First Anniversaries Replay a Tune
First Communion Is a Mystery
First Love Is like Playing with Fire
First Step
Five
Five2
Five3
Flowers Are a Sign of Love and Beauty
Flowers Flourish in Their Proper Clime
Flowers Symbolize Unbridled Passion
Flutes Are Doubled by the Violins
Fly upon Imaginary Wings
Fools Desire Flesh; the Wise Love Souls
For a Mother, a Daughter, a Teacher, and a Friend
For a Year Now We've Been Living Together
For All That You Have Given Me
For All the Years I've Wandered Through My Life
For Ancient Trees Weeping Once a Year
For Every Disappointment There's a Dream
For Every Moment You're Immersed in Beauty
For Every Rose There Is a Separate Spring
For Me This Year Has Been a Special Mountain
For Me, Two Mothers Aren't One Too Many
For Most of Us Life Passes like a Dream
For My Aunt, the Happiest of Birthdays
For Some Life Is Too Full, and Overflows
For Some the Years Turn Out to Be a Blessing
For Someone Who Devotes His Life to Trees
For the Lucky Ones, Life Is Full of Love
For Us There Is No Death
For Those Who Do Not Often See Their Children
For Those Who Didn't Know Me, I Was Shy
For Those Who Love, Things Tend to Matter More
For Those Who Would Make Life a Thing of Beauty
For Vegans, There Are Blessings from the Future
For What Does One Live, But for Goodness and Beauty
For What Have You Arrived upon This Shore
For You I Feel an Overwhelming Love
For You It's Been a Steep and Sometimes Tortured
For You, Let There Be Angels Lost in Song
For You, Life Has Its Own Internal Music
For You Life Ought to Be a Silver Dancer
For You, May Every Moment Sing
For You, My Love, the Happiest of Birthdays
For You the Earth Must Be a Greener Green
For You the Earth Shall Bring Forth Greater Glory
For You the Symphony Will Never End
For You There Can Be No Regret
For You There Is No Greater Good than Beauty
For You There Will Be Always Gifts of Beauty
For You There'll Always Be the Gift of Beauty
For You This Birthday Ought to Be a Sun
For You This Birthday Ought to Be a Sun2
For You, Who Does Such Good, There Is a Heaven
For You, Who Does Such Good, There Should Be Joy
For Your Fiftieth Birthday Let Us Sing
Forests Are a Glimpse of Permanence
Forests Can Be Rooted in a Soul
Forever Is a Fantasy of Time
Forever Is a Metaphor for Now
Forever Is like Getting off a Train
Forever Is Not Merely Time Unending
Forever Is the Strangest Thing
Forever Remains Folded into Time
Forget that You Are Much Esteemed and Loved
Forget the Fantasies of Fatherhood
Forget the Fear of Loving Ill
Forget Your Former Self! It Is Long Gone
Forgive Me for What Cannot Be Forgiven
Forgive Me if I Come into Your Bed
Fortune Comes and Goes; Love Abides
Fortune Comes Embellished with Small Print
Fortune Comes in Many Shapes and Guises
Fortune Is a Favor to Be Earned
Fortune Is a Patchwork
Fortune Is like Music Minus One
Fortune Is More Fortunate Within
Fortune Is the Child of Will and Chance
Fortune Leaves No Reason for Regret
Fortune Often Will Return the Favor
Fortune's a Chameleon, Changing Shade
Fortune's in the Eye of the Beholder
Forty
Forty2
Forty3
Forty4
Forty5
Forty6
Forty7
Forty8
Forty Years of Marriage Are a Pass
Forty Years Together You Have Loved
Forty-Eight
Forty-Eight2
Forty-Eight3
Forty-Five
Forty-Five2
Forty-Five4
Forty-Five5
Forty-Five6
Forty-Five Is Wiser than Before
Forty-Five Walks Along the Shore
Forty-Four
Forty-Four2
Forty-Four3
Forty-Four4
Forty-Four5
Forty-Nine
Forty-Nine2
Forty-Nine3
Forty-Nine Is on the Edge of Fifty
Forty-One6
Forty-One Does Well What Few Can Do
Forty-One Finds Grace in Every Moment
Forty-One Is Filled with Precious Longing
Forty-One Lingers in the Moment
Forty-One Must Cross Her Swollen Streams
Forty-One Still Sometimes Spread Her Wings
Forty-Seven
Forty-Seven3
Forty-Seven Listens to Her Music
Forty-Seven Years, and Still Counting
Forty-Six2
Forty-Six3
Forty-Six Has Much to Celebrate
Forty-Three
Forty-Three3
Forty-Three4
Forty-Three5
Forty-Three Finds Happiness in Being
Forty-Three Has Been Well Served by Fortune
Forty-Two
Forty-Two3
Forty-Two Surrenders to Desire
Forty-Two Years Is like a Song
Foster Children Move from Place to Place
Four
Four2
Four Years? No, It Cannot Be That Long
Fractures Rarely Heal Right on Their Own
Frailty, Thy Name's No Longer Woman
Francesca
Free at Last! Our Childhood Is Over
Free Markets and the Wilderness
Freedom Doesn't Come from Being Free
Freedom Is a Casualty of Loving
Freedom Is Imprisoned in the Flesh
Freedom Is the Power to Commit
Freedom Is the Power to Will One's Fate
Freedom Isn't Simply: Do Your Will
Frequently One Finds a Little Sunshine
Friends Are Prisoners of Expectation
Friends Are Where One Offloads What
Friends Can Share What None Can Have Alone
Friends Go In and Out of People's Lives
Friends in High School Are Forever Young
From a Retired Faculty Member to New Jersey City University on the Occasion of its 75th Anniversary
From a Secret Admirer
From Desert to Forest, from Sun to Shade
From My Present Mountaintop
From the Distance of Our Separation
From the Great White Father to His Children
Frosty Died Last December
Fruit Abounds Amid the Press of Labor
Fruit Is but a Fraction of the Tree
Fulfillment Is a Song That One Must Sing
Fulfillment Is Entirely Up to You
Future Selves Are Built on Past Mistakes
Future Selves Must Wait, Apart