I don't know
if I will ever
make it to a hundred.
I've been around
for a little while now.
I saw World War Two
come to an end,
and I've seen the death
of many a friend.
Some of those
were even my
Poem Hunter friends.
Tom Billsborough is now gone,
and so is Daniel Brick.
There's someone else
that I forgot;
I guess my head's too thick.
If I don't make it
to a hundred,
there is no cause to whine.
I'm getting close,
so very close,
this is poem ninety-nine!
Love this poem for its honesty and humour. I am sure you will make to 100
Profound poem with tinge of humor, excellently written! Sure you will.
I did not know about Daniel; s passing-----he and Tom were bright lights on this siite
oh! ! ! ! ! tell me where I can buy that book by Tom Billsborough---Fath Is the Fifth Dimension--it is advertised at the end of your poem which put tears in my heart, my friend
Dear Susan, I THINK it is available at Amazon. Thanks for commenting.
Congratulations! You made it to 100 and then some! You now have 107 poems!
I think I have commented on this poem, but find none.A fine poem, thanks for sharing.We hope to read many more.
Of course you will dear Ron! 5 Stars full Enjioyed very much your thought-provoking poem, at least I have give this response dear Ron
A wonderful poem, with sad and funny parts. I love the picture.5 stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think this is very funny!