Once again to visit she came
She never changes, always the same
The Holiday Season urges them home
To spend a few weeks before they roam.
This time we didn't go out to eat
She came to my house, oh what a treat.
We caught up on the latest news
We looked at SHY'S newest views.
Our conversation was lengthy and fun
From her new look and tan from the sun.
From Canada she brought me a bear
In a red sweater with it's emblem there.
While on the road she stays in touch
If Larry shares the computer much.
He loves to surf the internet
So much so, sometimes he forgets.
Jo Jo still travels along with them
There is no way they'd go without him.
A spoiled poodle, like a child
He enjoys each and every mile.
They never tire from year to year
Of their constant travels from there to here.
I miss her when they are gone away
Can't imagine they will come home to stay.
They love to pack their motor home
And off to faraway places roam.
They have many friends that travel the land.
They go here and there as a caravan.
What a way to spend your golden years
On vacation, as full time sightseerers.
Their days are filled with happiness
As over God's country they reminisce.
So after the holidays are gone
Away they will go to another home.
The one that sits upon the wheels
That carries them to spread good will.
Written by Shirley Barr
December 22, 2004
All Rights Reserved
Dedicated to my wonderful friend Nancy and her husband Larry and of course Jo Jo.
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