R.C. a love story (my dad)
R.C. aka, Dick Alawine
A story of love
R.C was a tall thin guy
working on a ranch all week
as he rode into town
he saw a sweet young thing
he was mesmerized and couldn't speak
He wanted so to meet the lass
but in this frozen state
he watched as she left with another
up the wedding isle....
R.C. was too late
The next time he saw the lass
a babe was in her arm
but the clothes she wore were
mourning black
her young husband had come to harm
He swore he would not lose her again
this lass who had stolen his heart
so he knelt to his knees and professed his love
and she said " We will never part".
They were wed in the fall
as the church bells rang
the Lord smiled down from above
he gave them his own blessing
a life time filled with love.
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AUTHORI know the feeling, my dad died when I was in my twenties. My mom lived to be 91, in the same house for 40 years before moving in with me for 3 years then to a care home for a couple. I used to drive by her house every few years to check on her roses in the front yard, haven't done it now for a long time since moving to a different town.
Another great poem! I lost my dad when I was eleven...many long years ago...I lost my mom over two years ago...it's still hard to drive by her home and know she's not there anymore...
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Thanks so much. Nice to meett you
A wonderful love story. I am glad I have found your page, I will be back to read for you often. Happy Holidays
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