Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
Daniel Lloyd Kennedy Poems
|45.||This Thing Called Time||5/9/2004|
|47.||A Fire Begins... (1)||10/19/2004|
|48.||A Dense Gray Fog||4/15/2004|
|49.||A Love To Have And Hold||5/9/2004|
|51.||Searching Inner Space||5/9/2004|
|52.||A View Of Sunset||4/15/2004|
|53.||Love Me Once Forever||4/15/2004|
|54.||A Measure Of Love||5/9/2004|
|55.||Life Will Go On||4/15/2004|
Retirement is the end of work,
That's what some seem to say,
But I have talked to many more,
Who say it's not that way.
It only means you've left one place,
An now must find another,
For all that money you should get,
Is feeding someones brother.
So now that you are finished here,
We would like to say,
We're going to miss your smiling face,
And all those special ways.
You've taught us how you did so well,
And made it fun to learn,
But don't forget to call some times,
One day you might return.
To me she was the very best,
Clearly heads above the rest,
She was so sweet, the best I've had,
I bragged of her, to Mom and Dad,
She never argued, always gave in,
It never mattered what my whim,
I treated her right was always kind,
Even loud music she didn't mind.