There are many people we call friend,
Here in this world it seems.
But the one’s that we call special friend,
Are few and far between.
The kind of friend that’s there for you,
Whenever you’re in need.
The kind that you can count on,
Is a special friend indeed.
So you our special friend,
We’d like to thank you if we may.
For standing here beside us,
On this our special day.
Jack Roberts – January 6, 2003
Just to explain this poem, I make shadowboxs such as the one pictured. This one is will be for a couple getting married and will be a gift to the lady standing up with the bride. This poem was written for that particular box
so thoughtful you are, jack! the world needs more people like you! a wonderful shadow box, and a wonderful write! you are truly a talented man! love, your friend, karen lynn. ((((HUGS)))) to you, jack! :)
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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tinka
This is totally "AWESOME"
Trixie
Wonderful write!
Nice shadow box by the way!
Faye
The poem is very touching. The box is great. It is a nice thing to put the two together that way.
The Voice
Now why does it surprise me that you could create such beautiful art when your poems are those of a master.
You are a true artist.
Beautiful poem and artwork. Great balance in the roses and fullness in the heart of the creater.
--Susan