A POEM FOR GABE

From the Anniversary Clock

Tick tock, tick tock,
Damned it’s time to wind the clock.
But it’ll tick till you come home,
‘Cause I’m convinced it knows the tone,
Of little Gabe, his laughter loud,
Now a soldier, we’re so proud,
But not so proud as that old clock
That now keeps watch ,for Gabe, our rock.

You're safe, God's watching over you, as you watch over the needs of our country.
Maryanne
globetrotter2u - 9/28/05 12:55 PM

edited: 10/03/05   (IM from Gabe)
NativeHopi [10:29 AM]:  i love that poem about the clock