Abby shares a favorite poem of forgiveness, while a wife is mortified as hubby chats outside with neighbor's wife, wearing only a robe.

Dear Abby: While doing some house cleaning, I came across a column of yours that I had clipped and tucked away. On one of the pages I had dog-eared was the poem, "Decide to Forgive." I was struck ...

A poem by Cathleen BalidPapa, when you migrated to America, did you cry? I’ve never seen you cry, but I can imagine your large tears in reflection. With a proud back you exchanged curves for lines and ...

Dear Readers: Wishing you and all a very happy holiday season. Please enjoy the following poem. “A Visit from St. Nicholas” by Clement Clarke Moore. “‘Twas the night before Christmas, when ...

DEAR HURT: I understand your feelings, but I hope you won’t nurse a grudge. Your friends made a snap decision on the spur of the moment which, unfortunately, lacked tact.

Dear Readers: Hope you are all having a lovely fall. Please see below some poems that help embrace the season. “That time of year thou mayst in me behold / When yellow leaves, or none, or few ...

DEAR ABBY: While doing some house cleaning, I came across a column of yours that I had clipped and tucked away. On one of the pages I had dog-eared was the poem, “Decide to Forgive.” I was ...

DEAR ABBY: I returned from an errand this morning, and my husband was across the street from our house wearing only a robe, naked underneath and talking to the wife of our neighbour.