His years were filled with hilarity
He had about a million pets
He once was stitched up by a vet
He broke girls’ hearts when he was young
In his Texan mother tongue
He sported a single rose tattoo
His eyes they flashed a hazel hue
Tongue of silver, hair of black
For building things he had a knack
Chose the service instead of school
Ignored the Bible, the golden rule
Did things for which he isn’t proud
Broke the promise that he vowed
He became a father at twenty-one
By year complete, a second son
He left big Tex, he left his ex
His life derailed from off the tracks
A decade spent in long vacation
From the Lord and obligation
Found comfort from within a bottle
Pills and weeds and powdered poison
Eyes wide shut foot full throttle
A two week stint without a dime
A promise to God, a last recourse
As best he could he stayed on course
As fate would have it in ’98
He met a girl and set a date
Five years later two became five
Reason to live, dream, and thrive
And when his time on earth was done
He yelled with love, ya’ll have fun!
NOTE:
wow- wat a story!
Don’t drop a thing. It’s all part of the honesty that makes this work so well.
five years later, two becomes five.
learn and thrive…
what a growing love.
Thanks for the input, Eric!
sounds like agrea life to me. around the world ad lived to tell about. Nice writing
Sounds like he had a full life. Excellent.
Silly or not this is a fun read and uplifting as well. Nice write. Love and Light, Sender
I like the casual and slightly humorous feel of this while imparting facts loaded with emotional content. Don’t drop anything,
Elizabeth
What a tale, I agree don’t drop a thing I love the rhythm this poem has!
You just leave it as it is…….it’s all just fine and dandy!