TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE
A GOOD DAY IS WHEN THE FAMILY IS ALL TOGETHER
THE STATE OF STATES!
DON'T MESS WITH VETERANS
BROTHERHOOD OF VETERANS
I WAS THINKING OF GIVING A WEATHER REPORT
LOVE AND WATCH OUT FOR THE SALT SHAKER
RUDE AND INCONSIDERATE POETS
ABUSED CHILDREN CHARITY
DANCING WITH THE BOGGEYMAN
THE OLDER YOU GET
WOULDN'T IT BE NICE
I WAS NEVER PERFECT
IT'S THE FOURTH
NO TEARS FALLING FROM THIS PROUD CHIEFS EYES
SENSE OF HUMOR
ELVIS AND THE SEATTLE WORLDS FAIR
DON'T LOVE YOU ANY MORE
AINT OLDTIMERS WONDERFUL?
FOURTH OF JULY FIREWORKS
RETURNING THIS TO A POETRY SITE
SILENT ARE THE SOUNDS
COULD NOT LET THIS GO BY
THINGS BOTHERING ME
ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL
COMMENTING ON POETRY
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I open the mail to an e-mail
It was about old friends
My friend from high school sent it
To remind me I was his old friend
Unrelated at Graduation dinner
My son spoke to my Grandson
He had a message
"Ryan as you walked by you slapped
hands with many of your classmates.
It is important to know that years from
now you well never see most again
Cherish those that have real meaning
and be sure and let them know your feelings."
To which Ryan answered,
"Wyatt and his Mom and Dad stopped me
to congratulate me on my Graduation.
"We didn't' know Wyatt was graduating with you?'
"Oh, he is not they came to see me graduate special."
Wyatt and Ryan began playing hockey in grade school
On the same team that won State Championship
Today at sixteen Wyatt plays for the Everett Silvertips
He is a coveted draft pick
No jealousies Ryan had gone to his games to root him on
It is friendship as well as hockey they share
As we entered the arena it was noted the front tire
went totally flat a disaster.
Danny's friend from high school was there to watch the graduation
While we fretted he went out and fixed the tire
He is namesake to one of my Grandchildren and Godparent to all three.
One of Danny's friends from high school days to remember
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