I wanted to share this with AR. It’s a poem I wrote in a few hours, one of my favorites. I just thought some would enjoy reading it. Enjoy.


Ticking clocks
And flying storks
Dropped from air
Without any hair
Left to cry
Spanked by a guy
Crippled and cold
Too cute to hold
Starting to talk
Starting to walk
Getting too big
Thin as a twig
Always running
Never stopping
Now bike riding
Always whining
Getting extra hair
Right down there
Now you're a teen
Oh so mean
Cruel to the bone
Looking to bone
You’re all vexed
From lack of sex
It’s all gravy
It’ll work out baby
Now you're in college
Hooked on phonix
Live it up
Get fuked up
You drink too much
Pay bills Dutch
Never tipping
Always dipping
Four years gone by
You’re a grad guy
It’s all grand
Making fifty grand
Learning the ropes
Smoking dope
Find a wife
Start a new life
You have fights
Very long nights
The ups and downs
The grins and frowns
It’s all gravy
She’s your baby
You have a child
Nothing wild
Not any more
Life’s a bore
He’s a teen
Boy is he mean
Doesn’t love you
That’s not true
He moves away
Beg him to stay
Starts his own life
You lose your wife
You’re alone
Cold as stone
Few more years
Many more tears
Family visits
Have their limits
When you’re in the home
Oh so alone
You lose your mind
Life is unkind
Get real sick
Real hard to kick
You have a seizure
An old geezer
Who can’t hold it?
Doesn’t make it
Your life is lost
Memories tossed
The ones to remember
Are family members.