A mind that loves to play
Within my thoughts it’s mostly jest
In all that I convey
Never one to shy away
From all that I do say
Bringing laughs, maybe a smile
Becomes me that’s my style
At times do tend to get carried away
Going a bit too far
Others may think my thoughts are frayed
Deserving to be barred
No disrespect will be marred
In the forum few participate
Meaning no harm in what is sparred
In the games Alan create
For I’m a big Texas Teddy Bear
A push over you might say
One who’ll never take a dare?
Or ever asked for a raise in pay
The lessons in life I’ve come to see
Noticed by family and valued peers
For age has finally caught up with me
Changing my rhymes to tearful jeers
If by chance I skip a dance
Slowing down a little bit
My fears may make me prance
Maybe it’s best I sit
Deep down within this Texas heart
Beats a goodness true and blue
I’ll share all I can before I part
Into the madness of the dew
Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
August 01, 2010
Within my thoughts it’s mostly jest
In all that I convey
Never one to shy away
From all that I do say
Bringing laughs, maybe a smile
Becomes me that’s my style
At times do tend to get carried away
Going a bit too far
Others may think my thoughts are frayed
Deserving to be barred
No disrespect will be marred
In the forum few participate
Meaning no harm in what is sparred
In the games Alan create
For I’m a big Texas Teddy Bear
A push over you might say
One who’ll never take a dare?
Or ever asked for a raise in pay
The lessons in life I’ve come to see
Noticed by family and valued peers
For age has finally caught up with me
Changing my rhymes to tearful jeers
If by chance I skip a dance
Slowing down a little bit
My fears may make me prance
Maybe it’s best I sit
Deep down within this Texas heart
Beats a goodness true and blue
I’ll share all I can before I part
Into the madness of the dew
Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
August 01, 2010
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