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Just Let It Be

La Vie en Rose

Heads in the Sand?

If I've Learned Anything!

Silver Bullet

The Path We Choose

A Soldier's Integrity

What is that Sound?

Back in the 50's Tonight!

A Red Rose

Golden as Gold can Be!

Robin Fly Away

You See!

The Demise of the Old Cowboy

What Will I Miss?

Ode to Christian "Kiki" Fenot

Bobby and Me

The Highwayman

*Let My Spirit Soar*

C'est La Vie

Les feuilles mortes

Before Destiny takes me!

The Hanging Tree

Lost in Time

The Golden Years?

Beyond The Shadows

A Soilder

Ode to an Old Cowboy Poet named....Jack

Our Flag!

Come on Down!

For The Principles of the Red White and Blue

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John Jr.....A Shooting Star

He was only three…
when he stood and saluted on that
cold November day.
The caissons have long passed and
the drums have fallen silent by the way.
We will forever remember his tiny hand salute
on that dark and dreary day.
He grew into a tall handsome man
admired by most for his big smile
and wave of hand.
Leaving us to ponder what he could have been
if given the chance in time.
Like a shooting star
he’s left us, without reason or rhyme
Reminding us that we are mere mortals
wandering precariously in space and time.


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