Category: Poems

Wrote and printed this little wedding gift to my wife Michele back in 2009. On the back is a poem. Many a Moon Many a moon since that day in JuneAnd here we are still singin that tuneYou were my l0ve then and my l0ve nowWe’ve gotten along everyday somehowAnd still things get better and…

We will always rememberYour birthday this DecemberOur Dancing QueenIs turning Sweet Sixteen We remember all the daysAnd the many little waysYour smile of love so brightIt lights up the night Spending time togetherI wish would last foreverThen I stop to recallWhen I called you Goofball And all the other thingsThat my memory bringsLike spending time…

We have a tradition hereHanded down from year to yearJust some silly rhymesOn a few scribbled lines This one is for you sonThere will be no exceptionSomething you shouldn’t missFor someone of great promise For how would you know?The joy of watching you growOr the strength you communicateAnd the smiles that you generate The love…

There’s something I need to addressWhat it is you’ll have to guessJust hear me out for nowYou’ll make it through some how You are an extraordinary boyWho brings extraordinary joyWith energy and exuberanceResides an emerging brilliance Besides that you’re a lot of funWhen you climb, jump, and runLeap tall buildings in a single boundAs if…

Aaron you cut your thumbWhere did all the blood come from?What were you making?Or was it something you were baking? I can’t imagine the painOr the size of the stainIt was serious I seeTo go to the emergency It took off quite a sliceThat you kept cold in iceIt couldn’t have been any easierThan putting…

There once was a boy named Marc-eeWho left a trail of de-brisHe jumps and popsAnd never stopsTo recharge his bat-tery There once was a boy named Marc-eeHappy little guy, and carefreeHe’s slick in his waysLike mayonnaiseThat’s the way it should be There once was a boy named Marc-eeWho gave me attitudeHe played and played all…

This train rocksTo the trickle of the clockThe butt of all our talksThose we see we mock The floor at my feetEchos a regular heart beatYou can feel it from your seatIt happens to this fleet We stop in refrainLike the state of my brainThere we went, now we cameI stepped off the train

I have a word or twoTo say to youYes, I have something to sayAnd it’s coming your way We’re going to have a talkAt the striking of the clockIs this one of your tricks?Or is your birthday, June 6th? Is the world coming to an end?Oh, look you brought a friendSo it is trueThis party…

There were treesAnd grizzliesWe heard the birdsAnd saw the herds With our eyes onWe saw the bisonIt doesn’t seem to careAnd wanders everywhere And the people photographThe mother and her calfThe time, they passBy picking at the grass The elk and deer doeHang out in the meadowWhere they find food to eatGrowing at their feet…

It’s nothing new to meTraveling up to SBI’ve come to see youAnd you to see me tooWe come to visitI wouldn’t want to miss it So, early I departWe’re off to a good startI love the train and its powerAnd traveling backwards at 70 miles per hour I sit and watch the passing oceanAnd try…

Another Birthday Passes Happy Birthdays come and goLike cold winter nights, and snowThey pass away, one at a timeAnother will pass at the end of this rhyme But for the one little girl, Cecilia, turning elevenShe will enter the seventh heavenOn this day a cake will bakeFrosted, sliced, and served to partake Her many gifts…

Behold my family treeWaving to the sky, moved by the breeze A place for aunts and unclesAnd many other peoples This tree represents my familyIt reveals my genealogy The branches are the various marriagesA study of my ancient heritages It all stems from the original twoAnd grew into a large multitude So we all have…

Turning 21?Not so fast with the celebration

A mother is essentialLike a tool or utensil She deserves as much as she givesTo the household in which she lives They depend on her for everythingIncluding what Santa brings She tends to them with loving careWith joy of heart and not despair Yes, she is indispensableAnd not reprehensible And many thanks come her wayEspecially…

Good as new at fifty-twoThat’s what I have to sayAnd with this que, I speak of youFor this, your Birth-day You’ve been true blue and loving tooOur house is now a homeBecause of you and all you doWe’re giving you this poem Today’s the day we separateTo show appreciationOn this day we celebrateAnd declare by…

Can we turn the clock backGive it all another crackRelive the days that wereAs if they never occurred To appreciate what wasTo do it just becauseI won’t play the jerkOr even make you work I’ll be the kind of manWho loves and understandsAnd never gets uptightWho tucks you in at night I’ll be a big…

We’re throwing a party for youAnd for the rest of us tooBecause you are the oneAnd because you are our son You’re also a brother and friendIn whom we can all dependYes, your that kind of guySo I’m going to tell you why It’s who you’ve turned out to bePlus the person we’re going to…

What’s going on here?What’s the meaning of this?Something’s in the atmosphereSomething’s amiss Why all the fuss?Why the funny song?Celebrate if you mustI’ll just tag a-long What do you mean?In this hour of needTurning fourteenWhen you’re just thirteen We have something to sayThat’s long overdueSuitable for todayIs an I love you Nothing else can speak these…

Here I go againArmed with paper and penCommitting the high crimeOf writing silly rhymes This one’s brand newWritten just for youOn the occasionOf your 15th celebration We’re so happyMarc, Cecilia, Mom, and PappyFor every day togetherIt doesn’t get any better I know where we’ve beenAnd the current state we’re inThat hour has arrivedOn the roads…

I write for all of usAnd this goes to youWe’re all in the same busIn fact we’re the crew Many miles to goAnd the course is setWhat I want to knowDid we forget a pet? Days pass by, so fastAnd we do our bestTomorrow is the pastAnd soon our rest Day and nightNight and dayWe…

I have a word or twoTo say to youYes, I have something to sayAnd it’s coming your way We’re going to have a talkAt the striking of the clockIs this one of your tricks?Or is your birthday, June 6th? Is the world coming to an end?Oh, look you brought a friendSo it is trueThis party…

When does time stand still?With a void to fill?Away from the grindTo recall and remind A moment in lifeAbsent from woe and strifeTo just take a fewAnd think about you You deserve some attentionDespite apprehensionYou serve us with loveLike the mourning dove You do your thingBut then you bringA charm all your ownThat light’s up…