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Jan 2012
Remembrance

She used to live just six miles down the highway now she is divorced lives in far away Colorado a love of
Youth innocence no amount of money could ever buy a smile that made time skip and bounce we already
Were in the texture of soulful bliss that told a lot when at home within those four walls the ideal was
less and less like father knows best the likely hood of arrest did come close at times or was that what I
Wished father was a prince but he moved from black to white in the quickness of a breath it has and
Never will be easy to live hold a job and raise a family oh why Jack Daniels couldn’t you ever go home
With someone else I put my lips to the glass at first pleasure then that haze started toward my bar stool
It never failed it always made this ole boy a fool now true I was never rich but my family lifted me above
Many days that were intense I guess I crossed the line busted a few heads staggered back where I was
At least a self made king they towed the mark I suppose they hid in the dark when with a booming voice
And hands not gentle like the ones they used to sing about now the haunting when I remember the
Tears In little mans eyes I receive such joy and comfort now that he has grown to a man and in spite of
Me he is strong and kind he made a life to the most part he side stepped the pitfalls I guess that was my
Doing If I only led by don’t do as I do but do the opposite I threw you a terrible learning curve I know but
Greater is your stature when you did the math and saw it didn’t add up the way I was doing you got the
message loud and clear my old man shot his chance but I won’t go that way I will make corrections and
My success will even void out a lot of his failure people are good at forgetting the bad and extolling the
Good they see inyou see this life was tailor made for me it has its rough and tough areas you grow in the
Dark places then you shine and achieve in the light helping others to believe hard ship is not a trap
But a wood hardened just right to be a spring board gives you the extra jump nothing and especially
Dreams don’t lie on the ground be a star grasper your reaching will truly be teaching others that
Are disillusioned they took a hard fall truly there was a time when a man who worked the land wasn’t
That well thought of the derogatory term was sod buster but then someone looked up across those
Fields of golden grain heard a father giving thanks at the dinner table then he understood there is honor
In the laboring of your hands whatever it is just so it is honest work a grease monkey with his head
Under the hood a man laying track or bricks a woman at home doing everything to keep it all running
Smooth and to many times not given the recognition for her labor of love all of the above is just to say
What a great people lives and gives and for some it was an act of upheaval from limitation they fought
through issues that now give them a credible voice don’t settle for less tell life it is a liar if it tries to say
Your worthless and no good and then go out and turn the world inside out ugly is a stain but hard work
And honorable persistence elevates any and all from bad beginnings
Written by
Hal Loyd Denton  Pana Ill
(Pana Ill)   
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