#261 You’ll Always Be My Beatles - Poem by Jimmie Arrington
We pressed play and all night long
Guessed which person sang which song;
One of our many blissful lulls.
In my truck we’d listen, laugh and love,
A memory I’ll take with me above.
You’ll always be my Beatles.
It was quite a requirement.
Whether vanilla, chocolate or mint,
The taste was like a dream.
After meals or with a movie,
We’d devour cartons easily.
You’ll always be my ice cream.
Pile on the meat, stack it high.
We could split a large french fry,
Pour your salt til the shaker’s out.
Grab a Coke for you and one for me.
Now, what could be more heavenly?
You’ll always be my In-N-Out.
Either at home on the T.V.
Or at the park in the city,
We’d watch and rest and relax.
We’d cheer and shout and scream
For our beloved home team.
You’ll always be my Diamondbacks.
The roads were wet and slick with ice,
We almost lost it once or twice,
And feared to death we’d slip.
Together we prayed with all our might
And together we made it out alright.
You’ll always be my snow trip.
Work was long without you near,
One hour felt like a whole year.
I worked hard for money we’d spend.
But no matter how much they would pay,
Not a second longer would I stay.
You’ll always be my weekend.
The city was ours to stroll about
And the world to live in or without,
Our time to be free and talk.
The night was ours to play and dally
In rich neighborhoods or darkened alley.
You’ll always be my night walk.
Under the weather and depressed,
I was apprehensive and stressed,
But you made my sorrows end.
I wish somehow I could be
For you what you’ve been for me.
You’ll always be my best friend.
Should illness steal you in your youth,
This much you can count as truth:
I’d trade your death for my life.
To you it was a hard and harsh test,
To me, those four months were the best.
You’ll always be my wife.
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