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Good Times

What secrets we hold
between the two
neither to scold
even when blue

Take all to our graves
snickers and smiles
I know you will always wave
across all the miles

We will have another
pour them well
Like a sister or brother
you will always be swell

Let the good time keep roll-in
never too old
waiting for the cows to come in
secrets , never to be told...

 

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  • Nicada silver member
    November 18, 2008

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    You did a nice job relating to the prompt. There is nothing like a true blue friend in our lives. Thanks much for entering. Blessings, Patty

  • bstfrnd
    November 17, 2008
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    its a cool poem, the "poor" i think should spell as "
    pour"

    • pruedence
      November 17, 2008
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      Yes, you are so right, fast fingers typing sometimes get away with me...thanks, I fixed it, all better! Thanks again