A Birthday Poem for Matthew
My friend Matthew is a poet,
And he surely does know it.
He takes his little notebook all around town
And when inspired words come, he writes them down.
For hours we could talk and not be tired,
But if he did that with me at Ruby Tuesday's he'd surely be fired!
We've known each other for not so long
And in America this poem would become a birthday song.
But, alas, I am without my guitar
It is miles away ... at present a bit too far
For me to play for my dear friend
And so this birthday poem, I do send!
I am posting this a bit early because I did not know if I'd be able to post it by your June 15th birthday unless I did it now. Soon I will be busier and likely on another trip to visit a friend. Happy, happy, happy, HAPPY birthday my dear, delightful friend Matthew Eskuchen! You are missed and also thought of often. Hope that your birthday poem makes you smile really big!
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