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After I married Pam, we often had our holiday dinner,
With her Mom that we called MaMo many winters.
MaMo had a special jello salad she fixed I loved so much,
MaMo was such a good cook with that tastes good touch. Continue reading
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When I was young between 6 and 14 years of age,
Our families shared holidays with the dinners we ate.
Aunt BuelDine made many good things for us to eat,
But her frozen fruit salad was my favorite,hard to beat. Continue reading
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Phillips was a company town built by Phillips Petroleum,
To house employees of many facilities in an oil kingdom.
Life was much different from normal towns in the area,
At least from the recollections of a growing boy so fair. Continue reading
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Back when I could run the basement stairs easily,
I often headed down to the basement to record a CD.
I had 20,000 vinyl 45s and LPs with lots of fine songs,
Classic country was my favorite as I recorded along. Continue reading
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I’m an old and decrepit man that is not mobile at all,
That figured a way to go back in history to have a ball.
With out even getting out of my reclining easy chair.
So I’ll tell you how here in this poem to with you share. Continue reading
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I met an old man sitting in his chair one fine spring day,
So I sat down there beside him to see what he had to say.
He looked at me and broke into a great big happy smile,
Then said “Hello, I have been waiting for a long while.” Continue reading
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As a young man, I wondered about things to come,
Because I was very curious about on my own life’s run.
These wonderings brought many thoughts that were wrong,
Perhaps, you had some of the same thoughts along. Continue reading