A poem that came to me after reading my wife’s blog and her cancer story… CLICK HERE TO READ IT…
Life is a paragon of instances to enjoy,
the life and times of being a young boy,
the growing up to become a man,
in a world of those that don’t give a damn.
The fleeting glimpses of the one to marry,
yet the times we take and times we parry,
to ensure that we have plenty of fun,
before the date and deed is done.
And when we finally take the step,
to take that wife and have her accept,
a proposal to spend so much time,
enjoying her life and sharing in mine.
The time we spend being together,
going through life’s changing weather,
accepting all that God may send,
for us to raise and to attend.
And when the children fly the coop,
together we will continue to stoop,
to grow through age, its ups and downs,
and snuggle beneath winters eiderdowns.
And when the time comes for one to greet,
that moving on, the Almighty to meet,
let our lives and memories be a testament,
how our life together was meant to be spent.
A poem from the Bulldog.