New Passions
Dad never shunned something new
He felt he could learn “HOW TO”
Dad could do it all!
Amazed me, what he could do
And all the stuff that he knew
New things were a ball!
As time went on, and I grew
Like Dad, I liked new things too
They would just enthrall!
Engineering was my call
Lots of new stuff to install
Was I up to it?
I made it without a fall
Some classes I did appall
But I’d never quit!
Retired after the long haul
But never am I banal
Life’s good I admit!
Writing poetry’s a hit
I made golf clubs quite a bit
Play golf till I’m tan!
Fix guitars that are unfit
Then publish “How to do it”
Start a Bluegrass Band!
Building models from a kit
Don’t watch TV and just sit
New passions are grand!
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