Once Upon A Rhyme Poem by Quinten Darrow

Dog and I just sittin on the couch minding our own. While I'm staring out the window. She's chewing on a bone.

It's an April afternoon, and the TV's showing the Sunday matinees. When a commercial comes on, low and behold, they're advertising chevrolets.

Suddenly I'm transported in time, when from Gallatin we both rode. You and I cruised Tyree, heading to Roy and Mater's abode.

We pull up that steep drive. You're sitting on that corvette, and what I think we both knew I hadn't said yet.

Throughout my life, no better a card had I been dealt. I looked into those eyes and told you how I felt.

That was so very long ago. Hell, it's been forty years.
After everything we have been through, I'm grateful our friendship perseveres.

This little ditty I send to you as a small token. What was said that night, truer words never had I spoken.

QCD