I know they are there … those memories; Some may be found, The siblings I think I have, I don’t remember much anymore. The wife I came to love; She may be passed; Married over 60 years. My five children; I do cherish so much; They all visit me, all but one. […]
Category: Jack E.
A Poetic Rodeo (For Jack E.)
You were always one for the Rodeo, a preference that suits a man such as yourself. A man I am convinced was a bull rider in a past life, a theory that can be proved by observing the way you have weathered each of life’s wild bucks with such sublime boldness. From what I […]