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Following getting honored as a Veteran in Broken Arrow,
We headed for Frisco down the road straight and narrow,
To help our Zack celebrate his ninth birthday at home,
Where the whole Wirz family lives and does also roam. Continue reading
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A while back my granddaughter Sarah did then request,
That I come to a school meeting to honor the very best,
Veterans that were relatives of the Lynn Wood students,
And I told her I would be there on that day to attend. Continue reading
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Over the years as our families lived and did play.
There were a lot of special girls that came my way,
That I will share with you in this story poem today,
Before I do shut this blog down when I get too gray. Continue reading
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Listen to this short story poem that I’m about to tell,
About a wonderful man that I did know very well.
He was right there with me from the day of my birth,
And he taught me to say “Da Da” as my first word. Continue reading
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Facebook blog openings are my guide to blog interest.
Lately I have had as few as 4 a day on thIs little test.
So it’s rest time again until my blogs get some zest.
And again it is worth my time which I do now invest. Continue reading
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Sitting around a family campfire out in the Great Outdoors,
Warms the body and the heart right down to the core.
Our family campfires always brought us much pleasure,
And many fine memories that we shall always treasure. Continue reading
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My daughter Kristi met Carl at a camp job she did take,
As a girl’s summer camp counselor on the Fort Gibson Lake.
Carl was maintaining the camp, living in a trailer there,
And Kristi knew then her life with him she would share. Continue reading
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My Mom and Pam’s Mom were good cooks in their day,
But they both now reside in heaven where they stay,
Pam and Kristi are good cooks, but Pam is now older,
So Kristi has most of the load on her young shoulders. Continue reading
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Lots of things do go on around our Bartlesville yard,
Some are good and some are bad so be on your guard.
As I review some of those things from our past here,
Some made me cheer, and others drove me to beer. Continue reading
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I know someone who always stops to smell the flowers,
She loves the sweet fragrance that fuels her power.
As she always expends so much energy each day.
As she looks so pretty being so good along her way. Continue reading