Gem in the Gravel by Alison McKenzieHe is forever in Texas,
This man creeping into my heart
And caring for my soul;
This friend whos embrace
Is only known through
The psychic provisions of
The world wide web.
Can Charlie come out to play?
The little girl in me wants to know,
And the adult in me would gladly
Let her have her way -
For a minute, or a day, or a lifetime -
If such were the dreams-come-true
Of this pitiful, little life I lead.
Thank you, Mr. Morgan,
For all your tenderhearted intentions,
Your goofy comment-language,
And your sweet place in the world,
But especially my world.
You are a gem in a world of gravel.
08/25/2008 Author's Note: Isn't our Charlie Morgan just the greatest?
Posted on 08/25/2008 Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/25/08 at 10:10 PM ...wellll, i used to think i knew i was humble. this causes a new level of humility, i only wish i were that, yet your perception counts as much...loving you prolly forever... |
Posted by George Hoerner on 08/25/08 at 10:15 PM He is truely a gem as is this write. And his poetry is quite good also. |
Posted by Olivia Martin on 08/25/08 at 11:17 PM Very, very true. Nice tribute, well written :) |
Posted by Jim Benz on 08/27/08 at 04:19 AM strangely enough, I've always imagined chaz with a gravely voice - yet always a gem. nice one Alison. |
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