Exceptional Something to Make you Smile A Smile by Terry Broxson

I wanted to write something that might make us smile a bit. It is a sad time not just here in Texas but all across the world. But I could not come up with something smart or insightful. Serendipitously, I found a little poem my father wrote in 1954. My father, Gil Broxson (1919-1992), started writing poetry in 1927. I think this poem reminds us of our innocence and does make us smile. Lost Love Near midnight hour I raise my pen, To write a final line, Of love I could not win, In another space and time. I recall the study hall. Her hair a Flame of red. Her laughter like a Waterfall, ringing in my head. I never ask her for a date. She Never knew my whim. For after All I was eight. And she was Married to Jim. Gilvin C. Broxson   Recognized

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