Backyard  Memories

Backyard Memories

A Poem by Ironbutt
"

hot grill, cold beer, good friends...good memories

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It really doesn't take all that much..
just a few phone calls and a culinary touch..
to have a good time on its way..
marinate some meat, put the beer on ice..
pull out the chairs and repeat directions one more time..
someone will get lost getting here...colder beer.
Know there will be a guitar or two..
stare into the fire and wail out some tunes..
good time memories are well on their way.
 Shared some good times over a piled high plate..
always one or two who will show up late..
some who don't ever bring anything...
but then it aint nothing but a thing..
Said goodbyes , hellos and cried a few..
get kind of quite a time or two..
memories have a way of doing that to you sometimes..
Toss one down for the boys still serving over there..
drink one for those who are no longer here...
Back yard memories we all hold dear..
Man Bro ...I know you re looking down at us from up there... 

© 2014 Ironbutt


Author's Note

Ironbutt
Travel light and prepare to come along.. this is my journey....

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Added on February 8, 2014
Last Updated on February 8, 2014
Tags: Friendship, memories

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Ironbutt
Ironbutt

Martinez, GA



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Best at ease behind a BBQ grill, human to most, Vet, father, grandfather, biker, poet and lyric writer. Author of Red Clay Scholar, Tin Roof Memories, Mile Marker 101 and A Soldiers Notebook, all foun.. more..

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