My Real Hero |
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Randy Parnell
He works out in the cold, calloused hands covered by weather beaten gloves,
He doe...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 20:51:00 GMT |
For My Grandma |
Grandma
Randy Parnell
As long as I can remember fond memories of her are there,
She gave life to my mother and her love she'd always share,
Teaching me nothing in life is better than a good choice,
K...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 19:01:00 GMT |
Your Grace |
When a child first understands what it means to open that Christmas gift,
The look on the face of a stranger when in the rain you stop to give him a lift,
The sensation you feel when you take time to ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 21:50:00 GMT |
The Treasure |
"The Treasure"
A man was wondering aimlessly through a field no where to go,
What he was looking for he wasn't sure, simply didn't know,
He was tired and alone feeling out of luck,
When agains...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Nov 2006 21:26:00 GMT |
So this is life? |
So this is life? I guess you could say my life has been a little "Jerry Springer" like. I've had my share of ups and downs. But then again, who hasn't? But in spite of my downs...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 16:32:00 GMT |
