by Andrew Neil Maternick
Remember when we played?
Really was lots of fun
Though that moment hasn't stayed
It's gone; new ones have come
I hold my head, rub my eye
Those words you said encourage me to try
Try to fulfill them
By what I choose to do
My hearts' treasured gem
"You're strong Uncle Andrew"
From:
Andrew Neil Maternick
Copyright ©:
Andrew Neil Maternick June 2011
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ABOUT THE POET ~
My name is Andrew Neil Maternick. My beloved mother brought me into this life on a rainy day in August near the Rockies. One day my younger brother suggested I fill a notebook with poems; I followed his suggestion.
Last updated July 20, 2011