by Joanne's channel
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Tags: wishes and dreams, gift of time, torment
A Strong Marine, powerful attorney, patriot of our family of nine. I didn't really know my father deeply, although I respected and love him. Until recently I discovered a notebook of his poems, quite by accident, left behind in our cottage up north. His 92 year old had writing is difficult for me to read. S we get together and while I type he read. His words reveal tenderness, concern, a hopeless romantic, pain, torment, joy and love. It was amazing to me reach(?) inside my father's head and listen to his thoughts, his fears, memories, hopes, wishes and dreams. We had intent discussions about his works which brought new understanding. I'll always be grateful for the gift of time that we have shared together. We work together each
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Tags: sister marilyn, basketball game, shroeder
Forced to serve noodles. I never aspired(?) to recite original poem on stage. I was more of the guy who wanted to be taking the last shot at a basketball game or on a more daily basis. Try discovering new and clever ways to avoid work but in 5th grade my inheritant(?) laziness propelled(?) me to derup(?) to the stage at the annual school wide poetry contest representing my peers and sister Marilyn Shroeder(?) class by reciting(?) it. God awful original poem. To make matters worse the title and subject matter of the poem was noodles. Having submitted at home for the poetry contest every year since the 1st grade by the time I reached 5th grade I knew exactly what I was looking. It had to be short and very easy to recite. So anything outside of the minimum 8 lines an A A D D warren(?) screen was out of a question but this year I was inspired to write my own.