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Welcome to my page of poems! Below are a few of my poems, none of which have ever been published. Most of my poems are written based upon actual experiences I've had, I just added a little comical finesse to the traits. Hope you enjoy them!
Cheers
What I'm going to tell you, will make you stop and think,
in case you invite us over, for some dinner and a drink.
Make sure you lock it up, whiskey, beer, and all,
because when we drink, we drink a lot, we'll surely have a ball.
We mix and we match, every drink in our hand,
over and over, until we can't even stand.
Then comes the real fun, during the morning after,
when you wake up and realize, there is no more laughter.
You stagger out of bed, the room still spinning around,
sick to your stomach, your head pounding to every sound.
So now your whole day's wasted, and not a damn thing you can do,
but stagger over to the icebox, and grab another brew!
Letter to Santa
Dear Santa, how are you today,
This is what I want, could you send it right away!
All I really want, is a bat, glove, and ball,
Or a basketball and sneakers, and a goal that's really tall!
And how about a big truck, and a high flying plane,
A pistol and a gun belt, so I can try and rob a train!
Jax, checkers, and pinball, are games I love to play,
Coloring books and crayons, I could sit and do all day!
A cat, a dog, and a rabbit, are the perfect pets for me,
I'll love em', hug em', and squeeze em', throughout eternity!
What about a bicycle, can you fit it in your sled,
A BMX 10-speed, yellow, blue, and red!
Thank you Santa Claus, I think that's all need,
Bring me all this stuff, and 'very happy' I will be!
I'll leave you out a snack, some cookies and some milk,
They'll be there on the table, on a napkin made of silk!
Be Smart and Don't Start
Hey kids we're back at it again, and hoping you're still aware,
of the drugs, pushers, and other bad things, learned from our
program called D.A.R.E..
We're here to help teach you, all the right things to say,
where to go, what to do, what ever it takes to put the bad guys
away.
Please stay away from all drugs, like heroin, pot and cocaine,
because each and everyone of these drugs, will surely fry your
brain.
Just say no to drugs, yes to hugs, it's truly the right thing to
do,
because in the end, the one's that will win, are the smart one's
just like me and you!
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Ho! Ho! Ho! It's that time of year,
To buy lots of goodies, and pass out some cheer!
How happy they are, all the kids as they wait,
For good ol' St. Nick, and the toys that he makes!
It's a time to rejoice, and be thankful for friends,
And the birth of our lord, Jesus Christ, amen!
To each and every one, whom we consider so dear,
Have a very Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!
Just Say No
It's to all of our children, I dedicate this poem,
the awareness to life's corruption, unto which you are born.
There are drugs, liquor, and don't forget the gangs,
inviting your soul, to a world that is insane.
Some try it once, maybe even twice,
but when face by temptation, it's just not wise.
So watch out for these bad guys, where ever you may go,
and always remember the right thing, is to 'Just Say No!'
My Wife
My wife is very special, my every dreams come true,
now nor never, could my life ever be blue!
She's there by my side, through thick and through thin,
a constant reminder, she is my best friend!
As a blessing from above, meant solely for me,
I accept from you Lord, to love her, throughout eternity!
And never can there be, so important to my life,
other than this person, my love, forever 'My Wife'!
My Pride and Joy
This little poem's, about a special little boy,
who answers to the name Jr., and is my pride and joy!
He's a handsome young fellow, and as sharp as a tack,
everything this kid knows, is what makes him a class act!
He likes to act silly, lord does he ever,
but behind all of this silliness, the guy is really clever!
He's big in the sport scene, loves to play them all,
no matter what type of game it is, he's sure to have a ball!
We also call him Gordi, because he really loves to eat,
along with this and watching TV, they're surely his two most
favorite treats!
He's one in a million, and quite the little man,
this little boy of mine, I'll love him the very best that I can.

Bearly Truckin
(Trucker) Hello Mr. Bear, I know you're out there somewhere,
why don't you give us truckers a break today, and let us
over-speed on your highway.
It's a nice cool evening,
and we're all headed home, so our wives won't be a grieving.
So what do you say Mr. Highway Patrol,
do you think you might let us, mash on it and go!
(Mr. Bear) Hello Mr. Trucker,
you must be a crazy sucker.
That's right, it's Mr. Bear,
and you're not mashing on that pedal anywhere.
So back off of that pedal son,
cause I am going to shoot you with my radar gun.
And pay close attention to that speed limit sign,
so I don't have to be kicking, your little trucker behind.
You have a nice day now, my new trucker friend,
because this conversation, must now come to an end!

Truck Driver
This little poem, I wrote to pass time,
to help keep me awake, and out of a bind.
All day and all night, I drive this big truck,
putting in lots of long hours, just to make that one buck.
In rain or shine, sleet or snow,
no matter the conditions, these 18 wheels have got to roll.
They call me the Bandit, highway desperado,
running the roads, like there will be no tomorrow.
From here to there, there and back,
I'm headed for home, leaving no slack.
Upon arrival, at the end of my trip,
I sit and smile, at the slip of the lip....'Truck Driving
Son-of-a-Gun'!
Twas the Night
Twas the night before Christmas, and all you could hear,
was the sound of my wheelchair, shifting through gears!
From one end to the other, I laid out the toys,
for my nieces and nephews, little girls and little boys!
Candy canes and stockings, I pinned to the wall,
one for each kid, one for them all!
In just a few hours, it will be Christmas day,
along with the sounds, as the children all play!
There's no greater sight, than to see a big smile,
on the face of our children, as wide as a mile!
Merry Christmas!