Daniel Lloyd Kennedy

Rookie (Dec.1948 / Lake Forest, Illinois)

Daniel Lloyd Kennedy Poems

41. Where Are You 5/9/2004
42. The Healingspirit 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
48. Fatherly Advice 4/15/2004
49. Mother Left 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
55. The Waitress 5/9/2004
56. Fishees Underwater 4/15/2004
57. Retirement? 5/9/2004

Comments about Daniel Lloyd Kennedy

  • Maria Davids (10/20/2004 11:56:00 PM)

    Your work is stunning, scenic and inspiring
    I have spent all night reviewing it, and wish to conclude that I feel how sensual and sympathetic you are

    I feel a kindred spirit, words I rarely use. God Bless You! ! !

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  • Maria Davids (10/20/2004 12:22:00 AM)

    cool, way cool
    it doesn't offend, it excites....
    go as far with graphic as ya like

Best Poem of 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.

Read the full of Retirement?

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

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