Nicholas Gordon is than I can ta 

For my tongue a toddler in such a matter
Of striving through life to be called a star
An encyclopaedia or wikipaedia
If the world wide web your hear prefer 

To ear Nicholas Gordon a lecturer
A poet a waiter a bar tender
A funny lover a carpenter
A carpenter who nailed the chair of laughter
Comfortably for joy to relax to charter
With the fair looking peace mother
Who mothered peace that murder
-Ed the lone son of disorder
There in the heart of many lover 

Of verses he shared; my brother
While men keep their verses his' scatter
-Ed through web voices and paper
Like some stars of the heaven attire
Dearly bear in mind my brother
For wrote he ''To The Founding Fathers''
''Eighty-Six Must Be Our Secret Number''
So ''Give Me Just This Moment, Please Forever''
For ''Happiness Does Not Depend On Weather.''
    Samuel C. Enunwa   Mar. 29, 2012
http://i-proclaimbookstore.com/chtloaw.html
http://samueldpoetry.blogspot.com 
this poem is dedicated to Nicholas Gordon, the CEO of www.poemsforfree.com as a token of appreciation for his promotion of contemporary poetry. samueldpoetry is a good fan of his.

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