Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
Daniel Lloyd Kennedy Poems
|41.||Where Are You||5/9/2004|
|43.||The Nearest Mirror||8/20/2005|
|44.||Where Souls Do Go||5/9/2004|
|45.||That's My Dad||5/9/2004|
|46.||A Path In The Snow||4/15/2004|
|47.||A View Of Sunset||4/15/2004|
|50.||Souls' Eye View||10/19/2004|
|51.||A Measure Of Love||5/9/2004|
|52.||Space And Time||5/9/2004|
|53.||Life Will Go On||4/15/2004|
|54.||Searching Inner Space||5/9/2004|
Comments about Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
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.
Summertime In Texas
Summertime's a real grand time, for flowers, birds and bees,
It's also time to trim the grass, gardens, bushes and trees,
Some people say I don't like summer, but that just isn't true,
I truly love the summertime, and all the tasks I do.
But let me say about the jobs, as menial as they seem,
They're always a pleasure beyond all measure, when everything is green,
But then I moved to Texas, where stickers and thistles are many,
That's when the summertime became, a game that's just n