Billy Gene and Maryann

Billy Gene and Maryann

Platinum hair and green eyes like a dove
Men always said she’d be some catch.
She wasn’t thinking of romantic love
Busy opening the pharmacy door latch.

A dark haired man sauntered in with ease,
Checking her lovely form out in the glass.
He strolled over asking ,“Ma’am, do you fill these?”
Smiling he handed her the physician’s pass.

Lonesome for a sweet hearted girlfriend,
Since he left southern Florida all alone.
She too needed someone to help mend,
Her heartbreak and problems of her own.

He didn’t have much for to offer,
Except love that began to bloom.
They left the pharmacy together,
Never separated since that afternoon.

Till the day he lay dying from cancer,
While she stayed right there by his side.
He was glad for the chance to romance her,
And for the time that she was his bride.

Some magic day they’ll be together,
In her convertible baby blue Cadillac.
Holding hands always and forever,
Driving off and not once looking back.

So when people say love doesn’t stay,
I tell them about a woman and man,
Who loved each other every day,
My Parents: Billy Gene and Maryann.


Dedicated to my parents Billy Gene and Maryann Manhart



By: Kimarie Manhart-Freeman