Robert Founder Poems

To all those dead and gone,
How does it feel?
From one with one foot in the grave,
And the other on a banana peel.
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No question about it, Mothers win hands down,
In the battle of the sexes.
They give life, while others stand in awe.
It makes one cry to read or write, “Dear Ma.”
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Imagine yourself at age 15,
And you the son of a President
Of the United States of America.
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When our Star Spangled Banner sees,
My eyes salute her Red, and White and Blue,
Then I know the secret she keeps,
She stands guard while our nation, sleeps.
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Joran Vandersloot, and the Kalpo Brothers
Were set to do wrong if they had their druthers
They went out that night to have some fun
On the isle of Aruba in the Caribbean sun
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Grant was the fulfillment of all the hopes we had.
He was a Lincoln kind of man of defeats,
But knowing defeats he could learn to compete
Being merely an ordinary man and lad.
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He was all that Lee was not
A shorter and record tarnished soldier
Lee the perfect cadet at West Point
Poor Grant barely makes it through.
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Geoffrey Chaucer invented the English language,
Though he was trained in French, Italian and Latin.
He died in fourteen hundred, at fifty five
With his great work “Canterbury Tales” unfinished.
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