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When our grandchildren come over to stay a while,
We often cook some of our meals up in fun style.
The kids all love to cook so we make it a very big deal,
And we have a great time together preparing the meal. 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
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My girls have always looked good wearing their hats,
So I’ve gathered a few old pictures just to prove that.
To me, the headgear makes them all look so fine,
In fact, I do think they make the girls look really divine. Continue reading
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Wayco, Luke, and Zack like to search the Great Outdoors,
To try to find critters out there as they do often explore.
They examine the critters carefully to learn all they can,
Before they turn them all loose to be free once again. Continue reading
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Yesterday was a beautiful day as I got some great news,
We had a nice lunch, and visited good friends so true.
We visited my doctor in Tulsa about aneurism size,
Then had dinner with family and grandkids on the fly. Continue reading
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I enjoy reading the expressions on the faces of children,
Especially, my own grandsons as I really do love them.
I picked Luke and Zack for this story poem to begin,
Since they live in Frisco and I don’t see them often. Continue reading
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I found an old pile of photos buried way down deep,
That Pam had packed away for the family to keep.
They sparked my interest as I shuffled through them,
So I picked some out to write a story poem right then. Continue reading
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There’s a wildlife preserve and museum not too far,
Just a few miles from Bartlesville in our RAV4 car,
Called Woolaroc created by Frank Phillips years ago,
Where we go to have fun with our grandkids as they grow. Continue reading
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My oldest grandson Ben has some of my traits I love,
He likes to act a little silly at times that I’m so proud of,
And he dresses up funny sometimes like I used to,
I may have influenced him a bit as he so rapidly grew. Continue reading
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There’s a Japanese Maple tree in our courtyard here,
That has meant a lot to Pam and I over the long years.
In this story poem, I’ll tell you why that’s such a good tree.
And then perhaps you too may well also agree with me. Continue reading