Tamara’s Jump Rope
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Some of us are born with a natural talent like no other,
My daughter Tamara could jump rope and clog together.
This poem describes a special talent that she perfected
And awed so many audiences that were deeply affected. Continue reading
Bartlesville
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At one time I said I would never in Bartlesville stay
And be subject to all of the Phillips Headquarter plays.
This poem describes how wrong I was in my beliefs
And how really great it surely was, much to my relief. Continue reading
Houston
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When we transferred to Houston, we thought we would be happy,
But the traffic there was horrendous and the people were snappy.
This poem describes some of the good and the bad while there.
After a while there, we were ready to go away to most anywhere. Continue reading
Oklahoma City
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It was somewhat of a cultural shock to move to Okie City,
After living in the country in a town that so was little bitty.
This poem describes a little about our life in the big city years,
We changed from hayseeds to slickers with not too many tears. Continue reading
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There was a time early in marriage when we lived the good life.
Everything was just perfect and we were all free of all strife.
This poem discusses our life in the green valley at home
In Fritch, a small town in Texas, where purple sage is grown. Continue reading
Darena
My wife’s sister Darena who has had a bit of a rough life is the subject of some of my hardcore teasing also. So this poem may have a few of my hardcore moments in it so I can keep her on her toes. Her comebacks are killers so I’ll be on guard for a while. Continue reading
Quality Time
I had a fishing trip outing with Kristi my daughter when she was just five. I have previously written a blog story about the outing and I thought I would try put the story into prose too. Continue reading
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Being a parent means you have to answer hard questions,
This poem is of time with my daughter Tamara in a session.
I’ve tried to recall the questions she asked that day,
Hoping I did not lead her astray with what I did say.
I published this poem about 3 years ago.
I saw it again and I sure did like it so.
So I’m rerunning from that time long ago,
Does it remind you of someone you know? Continue reading
Pete
Pete married my sister JerrylDine many moons ago. I have tried to capture a little about Pete in this short poem. Continue reading
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