Best Lad Poems

~The Green Eyed Lad~
Nah Then, I’d like to spin you a yarn and weave a story for you to enjoy
It’s about a lad I know and I would have liked to have met as a boy
He is well traveled and I believe well read
His family...

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so i asked the lad
he was at work with his mother
she manages a laundromat
where one may only need machines
but there is a service of clean and fold
for us single elderly gentlemen
what is your favorite candy bar
snickers he replied
and what flower is your favorite
hmmm.... i like...

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I was a mere lad of ten living on a prairie farm in Hoosier land,
Roaming the fields in my old straw hat, barefoot, carefree and tanned.
My faithful dog, Spooks, was always with me chasing rabbits,
(And rabbits were very plentiful due to their prolific habits!)

We had...

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There was young man from Lancs
who had a strange way of saying thanks.
With his mate Billy
they'd do something silly
like rolling in the mud down the banks....

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I bet he's up there, his nag astride, 
Ferret in sack, terrier by side.
I bet he's up there charming a lass, 
Ciggy in gob and mild in glass.
I bet he's up there seeing united win, 
Hollering and swearing " get it in".
I bet he's up...

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When I was a lad about nine or ten
Summers were long school holidays great then
I played in our street we had so much fun
Me and my mates in the warm summer sun.

We felt really safe as we played in our street
We respected the bobby as...

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He last had a pal in the 7th grade,
 They shared a class from the 1st grade.
 And together, for Home Economics,
 they were always late.
 But the seventh grade showed up, in its
 claws it held their un-anticipated fate.

 For death's heartless might had
...

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When I was a Lad
by Bob Moore

I still remember, when I was a lad
the head of the house, was the one we called dad
he’d go off to work, and mam would keep house
look after the kids, be quiet as a mouse

He’d come home when shift...

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Oi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find
zummit I don’t loik.  Tis allus best
Oi reckins to git it offen me chest.
Ar tis...

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THE LANCASHIRE LAD 1914-18

Hello Mother, a nurse is writing this for me,
I’ve lost my arm and a bit of my leg you see,
But I’m up on crutches and hobbling about,
So this afternoon, they’re shipping me out!
Please tell Maud next door ‘bout Tommy and Joe and...

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His mother told him, watch out
many a lass you will meet
with some you will dally
share a kiss or two, 

some you will bed
but take care, for a lass
that's too easy is not to be wed
this advice he took to heart

with many a lass he dallied
most...

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B athed in the soft glow of morning's gossamer light
E ngrossed, as my eyes behold the most beautiful sight
A sleep in his crib, I gaze down at my first grandchild.
U nder Your protection, God. ~ I prayed, then I smiled.
T ender maternal thoughts I hold...

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The old Scotsman burred loud on the dock:
" Bring along more than tackle and block!
  For if yah cast out yer net,
  yah might live to regret
  bringing ole Nessie up out of the Loch!"...

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My small lad and his big dog are the absolute of friends.
Each knows he is the one on whom the other one depends.
I spy on them as they're wrestling on the newly mown lawn,
then with one motion they are up and ready to move on.

The...

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A barefoot lad, in blue overalls, laying in a meadow
of green growing clover appearing to slumber,
His green Irish hat lies over his face under
the shadow  of a willow.

A pot of fantasy Irish gold sits by his shoulder.
In whisper snore,  and relationship
with nature’s warmth...

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