I know that we will never see The way the world so used to be When neighbors helped each other out When out the window folks would shout Shout ‘How…
Ron Gainsford Posts
Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus There goes Santa Claus There goes Santa Claus I was very naughty and not at all nice By Ronald Gainsford © 2000…
Who would have thought That I would have been A song and dance man And a backup singer For Sister Robert Anne’s class But I was We had a fun…
Little boy Little boy Who are you You are the young man I thought I knew You are so like a boy That I did know But he did get…
Do stop by And let your eye Read my poems And then reply If you like them Tell me why If you don’t I will not cry Each one does…
I do try not to do this But meeting someone new I do build expectations up And think and think of what to Yes what to say And where we’ll…
A summer day Let’s go play We’ll walk and talk And try to say How much our love Is fine and strong And we will kiss As we go along…
Time is such a fleeting thing Wasted every day Seconds, minutes, hours, days We do waste away Doing things that do not matter In the scheme of things Please oh…
My suspenders do bother her Yes the love of my life Does not like my suspenders And she will be my wife So I make her happy And leave them…
How many days must time march on Yes go on, before we call upon Before we call upon.those who are in our lives Mother’s, Father’s, Sister’s, Wives All the ones…