GOODBYE

GOODBYE

I know you're a man that likes to get things done.

You're the kind of man that does things on the run.

You might be working on a motor just to make it go.

You might be heading to the bayou with a boat in tow.

If trouble was arising, you would do your best to nix.

Then if that didn't work, you would jump into the mix.

If you really know this man, then I'm sure you know,

When things got to be too much he would say, "You and you . . . you got to go."

You are a man among men, I cannot lie.

You took what life had to give and never asked why.

You did your time in this hell, and in something better you did believe.

So now it's time to go home, it's time for you to leave.

I know you're with loved ones that were waiting for you to cross,

Just like you'll be waiting for us when it's our time to meet the boss.

I know you're going to be where you belong.

I can see you sitting on a cloud singing a song.

A part of you will always be near,

Because in our minds those songs we will always hear.

I know you don't want us to make a fuss as you make your journey to the sky.

I know you don't want us to be sad, so I've just come to see you off and say goodbye.

STANLEY HENDRIX

9/21/09

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FATHER-IN-LAW

FATHER-IN-LAW

Your name is Pascal, but those that know you well call you Billy.

Some call you pee paw, like CJ, Peyton, Preston, Logan, Jaylie and Lillie.

You are always there to lend a helping hand that's genuine and raw.

You will always have a place in my heart and I call you father-in-law.

You started your journey when times were rough.

Just to survive you had to learn to be tough.

Back in those days to get things done you had to get a little dirty.

Things were what they were and that's the way it was back in 1930.

You grew up learning values of family and hard work, so that's what you know.

You quickly learned that you get what you pay and you reap what you sow.

Of all the places you could be, this is where you chose to make your stand.

You know that this is where you belong, because you truly are a Louisiana man.

You found the woman that was the love of your life.

Leona was her name and you took her for your wife.

Even though things were not always easy, you would never leave.

This love brought five kids, Brenda, Deborah, Susie, Pat and Steve.

You played music that raised some ruckus and made some noise.

You played your guitar and sang country with the Jefferson County Country Boys.

You sang a song by Johnny Cash, played one of Hanks tunes or maybe two.

You sang the songs from your heart because country is inside of you.

Now that you're older your passion isn't fast women in a bar,

It’s going to visit the old folks to sing a song and play your guitar.

If someone wants to find you, they don't have to look far.

Just look in the back yard, you'll be half in a motor piddling with an old car.

You don't get into parties, like birthdays that pass every year.

You don't get into holidays like Christmas and all that cheer.

You would rather be fishing at a camp or on a boat

Than to have someone make a fuss over your birthday and give you a card that they wrote.

If someone can't find you, they don't need to look around,

You’ve just made a little trip to a place called Boomtown.

There are those that call you Grouchy because you speak your mind about what you see,

But no matter what happens in life you will always be father-in-law to me.

STANLEY HENDRIX

9/15/09

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at WWW.PUBLISHAMERICA.COM, WWW.BOOKSAMILLION.COM, WWW.BARNESANDNOBLE.COM, WWW.AMAZON.COM,and WWW.BORDERS.COM