You may call yourself Robert now
But to me you'll always be Bobby
The kid I'd shoot hoops with
The kid I'd get into trouble with
Climbing trees
Fighting
Picking BlackBerries
Getting beat up
Camping out at night
Telling ghost stories by fire light
The list could go on forever
We were friends then
We are friends now
You may call yourself Robert now
But to me you'll always be Bobby
You will always be my best friend
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Saturday, September 1, 2018
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Where's the party I know one is going on So fess up The drinks flow on Where have the hours gone Time to go We just got here
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
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Peter Piper for the Wonderland news, with a story that has been in question for some time. Was Humpty Dumpty's Dallas murder? The answ...
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Good morning New hopes New dreams New ways to show Peace Good morning May your day be blessed In all you do
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