To Terry My True Friend

To Terry My True Friend

They always are nice people though
But just behind the times, you know;
Better then them would always be
But my way never seemed to see. 

Went into Life Insurance for a while
Was not my thing or even style
Pay was poor and pocket hardly dented;
Many of them must have been demented.

Never would ever give me good guidance;
Can forget about trust and reliance;
Often people thought I was rather odd
Except someone whose name was God.

Been married and happy for many years;
Enjoyed hopes and afraid of my fears;
All of my spirits up high were lifted
When my wife June said I was gifted.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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