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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA 
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Some folks are born happy - others sad, Some with good qualities - others bad. Consider the case of Henry, Born with a faulty memory. Young Henry was told by everybody It does no good to strain and study. People did those things before But it wasn't needed any more. Our Henry simply didn't remember And, as school started each September, Henry strained with dedication - Head of his class at graduation. Then Henry was told it wasn't right To work himself both day and night. "Successful men are crooks", they'd say "And the taxman gets most, anyway." But Henry had that mental lapse And worked himself 'till near collapse. He rose to the head of the corporation. Poor man didn't know his limitations. Then Henry was advised by all To keep his back against the wall. Mankind is so phony and cruel And an honest man is just a fool! They told him men who acted nice Were the ones who always paid the price, But Henry, with his sad affliction, Made his life a contradiction. He treated friends with respect and care And tried to do good everywhere. It wasn't that he was so blinded... Henry was simply absent-minded! "Love?", they told him. "There's no such thing! Buy a girl a diamond ring Then watch her leave with another man, Taking you for what she can." But Henry, that memory like a sponge, Went and took that final plunge. Found himself a pretty wife And stayed with her for all his life. Henry's gone now. It's best, I guess. Pain and torture all put to rest. Isn't it lucky that you and me Weren't born with a faulty memory? |
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Sally S. Senior Member
since 1999-06-07
Posts 847Ohio |
Ah, lucky man that Henry. Just goes to show ya....you always go with your instinct. I've learned that lesson well. Wonderful work my deer....er, I mean dear.  |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
There are too few Henrys in the world. Great poem, great message! |
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thursdayschild Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 169Houston, Tx. |
Was going to comment...but, heck, forgot what I was gonna say! Just kidding! Great poem, inspiring message. Thanks. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, to be a fool sublime. ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. KRJ |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
words fail me.....very lovely.....as is most of your work.....i do so enjoy reading your poetry ------------------ i never call a poem "nice" or such, for that would not be saying much |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
'Deer dear heart, I can't understand why more people don't spend more time here, bumping up their favoutite poets. catching up an what has gone before. I wonder if I know a Henry, I know a Henrietta, do you know her? Her last name is Dick,  Sorry I couldn't resist you know me and temptation,  admittedly I don't try to resist too hard. I think it's being here all alone, knowing that there's unlikely to be another soul here for ages. Makes me play.... but only very mildly  love as ever Mushy   Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning [This message has been edited by Marsha (edited 06-20-2001).] |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
This is one I haven't seen before. Life isn't much if we can not share the good in it, and that's been the agony of the world. And Heart is not heart without kindness and love; it seems to take responsibility to nurture it. Lessons,lessons... It wouldn't be the first time I was called a fool, either. |
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