When We Surf with Howie

with a short referee sparred
life of son  had been marred
when he received a red card

tough thought tried to dawn
son Shawn who became a pawn
serve in Army had gone 

longed to see a leaping lizard
being absorbed when big blizzard
turned Shawn into weird wizard

When Shawn would really rally 
while he did dilly down in valley
for long time had surfed with Howie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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