George Harrison Too many good men In my life I take to paper and pen To declare with drum and fife They lived next door In my favorite town Poquoson was no bore My favorite place hands down Mr Harrison taught me many things And he spent time with me He helped expand my wings And all his instruction was free The main thing I learned Was how to sail And right the boat when overturned When there was a great gale But not only on the ocean In life too Mr Harrison had a sense of promotion He was very ever blue He enjoyed himself I watched him everyday Take toys off the shelf He liked to play Sailing Fishing Traveling Living He was far different than most Not a care in the world Or he kept them close And did not let them whirl Probably another good example If you want to know the truth Another sample From my youth Not him alone His wife included Most caring woman I have known I have concluded Memories and recollections Have vast they are Great reflections I will never forget by far
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Do Black Lives Matter
Do Black Lives Matter Who really cares About another black death Why do we need to split hairs Killing many baby’s breath 19 million blacks aborted since it began Now a black population of 44 million So many women and men So many United States citizens 30 percent of the black population aborted More deaths for blacks than any other cause And these numbers are congressionally reported All of you must take a pause Do we realize the injustice Do we realize the crime Do we realize the horror Do we realize the sin These deaths do matter The injustice needs not to be repeated There needs to be chatter Abortion needs to be defeated Why do we let it stand Just an unjust operation All these murders planned Poor leadership in the nation Who kills its own babies Who destroys these lives Who ruins our families Who decimates a race and lies Misguided people like Sangers Misguided women oppressed for generations Misguided individuals with little hope Misguided politicians pandering to whom We do not need to blame We need to save lives We do not need to name We must start drives Drives to make human life valuable Drives to change the laws Drives to make damnable Drives to fight for a cause Almost 1000 black lives per day Lost to abortion We need to earnestly pray And priorities need apportion Stop abortions now Riot to stop abortions now Stop the abortion murders now Honor human life without abortions now I am sorry we lose black men to police I am sorry for this unnecessary evil I am a Christian who loves peace I am for a revival or upheaval Every human life is treasured Lord God made each one of us Our lives are truly measured God wants us to make a fuss Save his image bearers Save his precious children Save his majesty and glory Save every black life Black lives do matter Blacks are made in Gods image Blacks are precious in Gods eyes Blacks deserve much much better If you want to Riot over the evil of abortion Cherish each life Fight for all human life and dignity This is the main issue What are humans worth Every single man women and child Priceless from conception to eternity
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Dale Treadway
Dale Treadway Mr Treadway a good man A man to be missed He had a plan And he did exist He left me one truth I do not know if anyone knew From my youth Mr Treadways worldview Working in my backyard We talked of business My businesses marred And here came his wiseness Mr Treadway asked me Are you a believer in Christ Yes I try to be A good theist He pushed me deeper Is it the most important thing for you Are you a Bible truth keeper And Mr Treadway gave me a clue A clue to life A clue to worth A clue to follow A clue to pursue He gave me examples People who have strived By attending Bible classes And their lives revived I did not repent that day I did not turn to God I did not sing hallelujah I did not fall to my knees But his words Changed my path In two years Repent I did His words spurred Paved my way Along with others conferred The Gospel is not childs play I found the Lord I found a better journey I found a Savior I found everlasting peace Thank you For your sincere instruction Definitely it is the glue To my reproduction Not perfect Not the best Not faultless Not ideal But a true believer So so rigorous With Holy Spirit fever To be so so vigorous
Yorktown Girls – Buddies
Yorktown Girls
How we met Who really knows Henry I bet Friendships arose We traveled every weekend To Yorktown park Some girlfriends and boyfriends The monument was our landmark We met in the parking lot And talked and drank We never fought Along the York riverbank My senior year Leslie Ann Lisa Della Sharon Were in our sphere On and off the telephone We went to parties We went snow sledding We went to games We went to movies They were our Yorktown buddies And they were adventurous and fun We did do our High School studies High School and College everyone We moved on with life We see each other on occasion None made a Poquoson man’s wife Never part of the equation Never forget our escapades Life so easy and carefree Yesteryear never fades I hope you all agree