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There is a saying
that you can't make a silk purse
from a sow's ear.
I can tell you that is true.
Been seein' that for years,
most remembered time was
out in the corn field. We
were young, still teens
My friend shocked me then,
on the job, with mixed comp'ny,
if you could call boys 'n girls
in the corn field mixed
It was for a contest
the sort of which I'd call obscene
At least I'd never seen it played
before, and never still
I declined but that episode
and his new Ford convertible
are what came to me first about him
Saw him later, now I can
remember differently. He did win,
big time in his career
before descending with rest of us,
into retirement
Still though, charisma not.
For me he will always be
just one of us folk
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48 graduated — 18 came — 18 deceased
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©2011 and 2013, Jimmiehov
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Picture was taken (my camera) at my (Jim's) 60th high school class reunion.
Note: Since I am using the label, 'Jim's Life,' this is a true story involving me, most of which I have experienced. Not every other story in this blog is true, even if it seems that it could be.
.g Labels: Free Verse Form, Jim's Life, One-Single-Impression, prose poem