REUTEMANN ROAD POEMS: OUR JON

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OUR JON

Our first born son was tolerant of

His sister, born just fifteen months

His junior, but he teased his younger

Brother, who followed two years later.

And yet, he helped Dan land his first

Big bass, jaws locked on the lure

Of a toy fishing rod, and he took

The punishment for an annoying noise

That Dan, not he, had made. ย Jon set

A high standard for high school grades

And he got handy with Tandy in time to manage

Data banks before computer classes were taught.

Jon’s first puppy love was Sprite, his beagle,

And later he loved three winsome collies

And Becky, their owner, as well as his tall

Dark-haired daughter, who shares his love

Of all things and customs Japanese:

He critiques animes, practices Shin Buddha

Meditation, savors sakes, sleeps well

On futons, kneels gracefully at tea tables

And wields his chopsticks with skillful ease.

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    weren’t the beagles snoopy and sprite? ๐Ÿ™‚ love this poem.

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