Wednesday, February 17, 2016

A tribute

One final guest post by: Michael Ginsburg

Years we’ve waited
For this day-
But now its come
And gone away.

Great stories turned to poems,
Our lives have changed
But isn’t it strange-
That we still feel the same?

Can’t be beat is still the motto
It’s here to stay-
But I’ll be the first to admit,
I’ll miss this blog each day.

Writing is an outlet,
You can’t deny-
How could you throw shade,
To such a nice guy?

See his intentions are always good-
I’ll stand behind that,
Whether you like it or not,
It’s what I’m trying to get at.

Where we come from,
Was just the start-
Always remember that,
We grew up eight houses apart.

Mistakes are normal,
That’s a given,
Forgiveness is for those-
Who are truly livin’.

I’ve got your back
Through thick and thin,
Even when-
The layups don’t go in.

Swing the bat,
Play the game,
Real life is callin’-
I must proclaim.

If you’re reading this now,
It’s never too late-
To start something new,
And make something great.

You’ve done all you can,
I think it’s a good time,
To end this blog-
And start the climb.

I don’t write poetry,
This is just one time,
A tribute to:

The oldest friend of mine.

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