
Ode To JoeBear
(Joseph Blair)
Chow Hall food wasn't very good but
the company was very nice.
I was not mature enough
to appreciate
the friend you were.
I am glad
I can
now.
Words are woven
By writers hands
In gossamer silken
Spider strands,
Smiles of joy
And tears of grief
Are caught within
This artists weave.
The soul is painted
In all it's hues,
Crafted by
This poets muse,
In these fragile,
Silken skeins,
You'll find you're in
My Web of Dreams.
~Dawn Allynn
1999
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