An Italian Friend Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An Italian Friend



Ninety years of living encased in an Italian gentleman
named Russ.
Quiet, temperamental, a family man full of love and
generosity.
Dancing, light on his feet, enjoying rhythmical beats
of music with a smile on his face as he holds his wife
closely.
Friends abound, wishing Russ all the best in life as
everyone celebrates his ninetieth birthday with him.
A patient, kind man with the whole world at his feet.
Wishing Russ all the luck of the Italians on his
birthday.

Sunday, January 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sadly, our friend Russ died this year just before his 93rd
birthday. Just wanted to remember him in the poem I had given
him for his ninetieth birthday.
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