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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

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I wrote my book of poetry, https://amzn.to/2ZlNcuh and I left out one of the most important people in my life – Jim Lindberg. (I know of another which needs to be corrected Mr. George Harrison but I will get to that later) Here is my poem for Jim!

Jim

He was my boss
I met him young
Color gloss or semigloss
What was his color

He was strong
He was smart
He was energetic
He was old

Old at sixteen
Anyone over twenty
We were green
Years to come aplenty

He taught us much
Too much to list
Always there in a clutch
Able to assist

A great role model
A great friend
Would not let you dawdle
Or lead down a dead-end

We were kids
And we still played
Just lift your eyelids
And do not be afraid

See and envision
Badminton galore
Buckets of beer
In his backyard

So much fun
But the best
Cannot be outdone
Greater than all the rest

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We sang these words
No not soprano
But as songbirds

To each other
Around a table
As each other’s brother
This is not a fable

He taught us leadership
He taught us friendship
He taught us hard work
He taught us rhyme and balance

Time for fun and toil
Time for love
Time to spoil
Time for Him above

God was not manifest
During these times
As we followed our zest
But now in our primes

We see each other at church
Talk of God
No need to search
Neither is a fraud

Poquoson was there
So many life impressions
And with glorious prayer
He taught the best sessions