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G.R. Gaus

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B.R.- C.L.- M.S.


Look at you now, grown into men,
With jobs, and a nice home;
I seem to recall, time and again,
You first felt, the urge to roam.

Qualities differed, but much alike,
Slightly, all two years apart;
Enjoyed the woods, loved a hike,
All together, we'd take heart.

I never much cared, for growing up,
We played, I; just one of the boys;
Little Dude, when he was a pup,
That shady sand box, full of toys.

A father will question, especially now,
As years, have turned him gray;
By example, I'd hoped to endow,
A gentle kind spirit, to portray.

Looking back, I'd like to know,
Are memories, warm and free?
Raising kids, it's nice to bestow,
Contentment; life's hard to foresee.

Submitted: Monday, April 02, 2012
Edited: Monday, April 16, 2012

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To my boys, I hope you have learned as much from me as I have from you, as life continues to grow old, it's nice to know that I have not one, but three to depend on…..

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