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Rated: E · Poetry · Inspirational · #2046136
A poem about life and the early years.
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When we met you were just a boy

Life was good and full of joy

You wore nice suits and buckle shoes

And at the Jazz Club we listened to the blues

On every dance floor we did rock

On Saturday's we met under the clock

At the flicks we cuddled and cood

And when you didn't get your way you were so rude.

Valentine's day were very special times

I sent your card and you sent mine

came the day we chose a ring and cost a few dimes

Wedding bells were about to chime.

A year had past and came two tiny feet

A little bundle everyone wanted to meet

Then came some more exactly four

They made such a rumble across the floor

We clothed and nurtured them well

Sometimes we had worries of pure hell

On our birthday the kids were sweet

Saved their pocket money to buy us a treat.

The kids grew up and left the nest

We were on our own again and able to rest

Now the children have married, and have kids of their own

It wasn't long before they had grown

Along came our great grand children fourteen and more

Now there's no room they have to sit on the floor

We had such good times on our golden days

But God called your time and took you away

Now we stand beside you where no shadows fall

I thought we would give you a call

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY from us all

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