FARRELL’S POEM
I’ve been writing poems for many a year,
Some have been funny, and some through my tears;
But writing for you has me over a barrell –
I can’t find a word that rhymes with Farrell.
I wanted to tell you I count you my friend,
That I love and respect you, and will till the end,
It would have helped me so much if your name had
been Darrell
‘Cause I can’t find a word that will rhyme with
Farrell.
I’d like to relate how you retired from John Deere,
Built Minnie a house when you retired here,
If you’d been born at Christmas I could sing you a
carol
But I can’t find a word that will rhyme with
Farrell.
So I’m doing my best to make this poem rhyme;
Even though it has taken far way too much time;
I’m sending it to you, though my life be in peril
Just can’t find a word that rhymes with Farrell.
A
Hart-felt sonnet written for Farrell Thomas, a member of my church. Written August 28, 2001
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