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I found a pile of pictures of our daughter Kristi today,
That I think she pulled out long ago to take over her way,
But stashed them and they got buried here to then stay.
I loved the old pictures and put them in the blog this day. Continue reading
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As I have blogged over the past few years gone by,
I had a few buddies as I wrote sitting here on the fly.
That have shown up in my blogs looking so fine,
Keeping me company as I wrote my rhyming lines. Continue reading
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When Linda turned 60, Gene threw her a big birthday party,
They asked me to be the Dee Jay and I was not to be tardy.
Gene leased a big room at the Tulsa Elks Lodge to celebrate,
There would be a keg of beer and two separate birthday cakes. Continue reading
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This year of 2017 has gone on by so very fast it seems,
As I continue to draw Bighead toons from my stream,
Of old memories that flash in and out of my old mind,
When I sit down at the table to draw from time to time. Continue reading
Our daughter Kristi invited us over to her home for lunch,
To have enchiladas and tamales with all the Taylor bunch,
On New Years Day which really sounded good to Pam and I.
For luck, she promised there would be peas with black eyes. Continue reading
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In that old shoebox with MaMo Barringer’s keep sakes,
Were some old black and white photos she did take,
With her old Brownie Camera like most people used then.
My Mom also used a Brownie on her old pictures with a grin. Continue reading
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I found an old book I wrote in just about 20 years ago,
That my daughters gave me to fill out that I did love so.
“A Father’s Legacy” was the book I filled out back then,
That I enjoyed writing in as a very much younger old man.
At the end of each month was a philosophy question,
That I gave some thought as l gave it my close attention.
I will reproduce my answers for some months in this blog,
As they still apply to this old man sometimes called Hawg. Continue reading
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In the month of December with Christmas on our minds,
We sing caroling tunes having great family times.
As I am feeling more frisky in a cheerful sort of way,
Lots of Christmas Time Toons pop out during my day. Continue reading
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Over the years we’ve had a lot of fun times so great,
Some stand out in my memory on a summary slate.
In the story poem I will mention just a few of the best,
That have stayed with me overshadowing the rest. Continue reading