Bags Poem by Andrew Horsey
Bags
Boots, red to some
Gift of gab
Smile easier than a frown
Look me in the eye
Character always
Gut way too true
Forgiveness a virtue
Brotherhood a must
Frailty hidden
Legacy never questioned
Friends, Family
Try to understand
Finally the fog lifts
White cross stands
In our hearts
He is always near
Saturday, September 17, 2011
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