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
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Have you ever thought about what gives you that natural high,
And lets you feel the great fantasy of floating high the sky.
This poem is about times when I had this wonderful feeling
Like no gravity at all, and I was heading straight for the ceiling. 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
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The area around Phillips, Texas, was quite ugly to most,
But we all learned to love it, and sometimes did even boast.
The poem describes the area where we used to roam.
And believed in the old saying, there’s no place like home.
Running Into Old Friends
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Seeing old friends brings back good memories that last.
We danced and had great fun with them far back in our past.
This poem is about the meetings with those friends we did see,
And good feelings we had that made us so very happy. Continue reading
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I seem to be running out of ideas for my poem subjects
So I’m digging real deep and some people may object
To a poem about different types of farts and their rippers.
I hope you all will not be angry at my old fart add-libbers. Continue reading
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Attending school at a big college we should all just not miss.
The atmosphere was great and Tech loyality was part of this.
The poem describes a little of what life was like there for me,
While getting educated and getting that engineering degree. Continue reading