James Atkins Poems

I could list the gifts I'm thankful for
and write until next week.
My health, my eyes, my darling wife, grand daughter's rosy cheeks.
Treasured friends, that If I called, would say, "I'm on my way".
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TURNING SIXTY....
I'll be sixty soon
Can that be true
My heart is still young
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As a child I recall, I used to think, the coolest thing to be, truly nothing could be more fun than invisibility.
I could sneak up on my sisters, and scare them if I chose,
I could frolic through the park, all day, without a stitch of clothes.
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