Bill Grace Poems

Jean Cluett knew the great secret
That we engrave on each others hearts
With words only casually spoken
So, - being wise and gracious - she was kind.
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'Andrew, if I should not see you again, I wish you to remember and treasure
up some things I have already said to you. In this world you will have to make
your own way. To do that you must have friends. You can make friends
by being honest andyou can keep them by being steadfast. You must keep
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Quietly she stands in line
Behind those of clearly lower rank
Her strips of seven noticeable against their three - four
Her face is taught she does not talk or smile
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Will you leave a donation on the curve? Yes.
The truck comes
The young men are hustling hard.
The coffee maker with glass pot,
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Reading widely and having once lived nationally
I see the name of at least one prominent savant
And far more than the admiral unknown
With his gold braid in the private dining rom
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At the very end
No more words to send
Trophies count no more
The goal is not to score
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The house at night is best
When wife and daughter rest
The strivings of the day
They seem to fade away
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At Midway the tide of battle
Changed very fast - two to three minutes -
If I am correctly informed.
A torpedo squadron sacrificed itself
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