Jimmy My Son
Jimmy my son, so
many years ago,
when you were such
a little tot,
your sister and you,
would pay me a visit
every Saturday.
Miss those days of
so long ago, had
many memories to
go with them.
Jimmy I was so
proud of you my
son, day you were
born,
you were my pride and
joy, as every father who
has his first son is.
so we named you
James W. Foulk Jr.,
can't tell you how
happy I was.
It broke my heart
when your mother
left me and I thought
the world had ended.
Heart ache was with me
but got by ok, still had
you and your sister Christine
to see each week.
Many years passed and
I moved to Denver in
1977, so we lost touch
after a while.
Saw you for last time
in 1994, not thinking it
would be last visit
with you my son.
On September 20, 2005
at the age of 39, you left
3 sons behind on that fatal day,
I did come home to see
you for the last time
in your coffin.
Like my dad, I
stayed away from
you and am now
paying for it,
Jimmy my son,
love you and will
miss you so, life
is so short, as I found
out my son Jimmy.
wrote 9-23-08
IN MEMORY OF MY SON JAMES W. FOULK JR. BORN 4-19-66 DIED
SEPTEMBER 20, 2005 IN MOTORCYLE ACCIDENT IN DES MOINES IOWA.
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