Poems—Songs and Letters

By Vance

The poems, songs, and letters described and written in this work, the PoemsSongs and Letters volume by Vance, refer to people, places, or events either experienced by or known to the author. All accounts are true. Some, however, may be blessed with flavor and coloror flair, if you will. Those will be left to the individual readers interpretation or discretion. There has been no intent to mislead or wrongly inform during the assembling of this volume.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 27, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524695125

Vance

I was born in a small town in southern West Virginia in 1942. I graduated from high school in 1960 and moved to Virginia shortly thereafter. I spent the better part of the next fifty-four years working and living in the Washington metropolitan area until I retired in 2013. I loved every minute of the time I spent there and still consider that area my home. I plan to return someday, but for now, I am in seclusion while writing my memoirs. For availability of author or product: [e-mail].

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Poems—

Songs and Letters

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Volume III

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Sing Your Daddy’s Song

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Vance

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Published by AuthorHouse   06/27/2017

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Contents

Dedication

Special Dedication

Introduction

Sing Your Daddy’s Song

Did You Ever Notice

Thoughtless

The Drunkenness Of Love

Love’s Weakest Link

Good Book

A Cindy Sonnet

Referral Lovers

Between True Loves

**Thoughts of the night**

A Micky Overdose

The One That Got away

The One That Left In 64

***another midnight mumbler***

The Comings Of Around

Betrayed By The Rose

Here’s to you baby

Everlasting Life!!!

Donaldson Run

*[thoughts from the 70s – late 80s and early 90s]*

I Almost Miss The Pain

Misty Memory’s

If I Had It All To Do Over

One Wife

In The Beginning

Moments Of Adoration

Memory’s

[thoughts and prayers of 89]

Good Dreams

*****A Cindy Sonnet #2*****

Brooklyn Heights

Tonight My Pencil Will Be My Friend

So Tired

Back When

Crossing That Ole Bridge

[from the 80s]

{midnight memory mumbling

I’m Paying Now

A Prince’s sonnet

Hey Obama,[it ain’t working]

An Early-Morning Memory Row

My Bloomingdale’s Lady

Another Day – Another Time"

I Still Dream About You

Never Again

I’ll Take You, Lonely Or Not

Hockey – Tonk State Of Mind

A $54 Loan

Talk To Me Baby

My Sweet Little Indian Girl

Slow Drinking – No Thinking

Take Me Back Mama

Lie To Me

Get Ready #1

Donna I Don’t Wanna

Gonna Drink Up All The Beer #1

Get Ready #2

The Boy Wearing Black

Red Vette Blues –#2

Honky-Tonk Heaven

The Blues Must Be Bluer Than Blue

No Worries

Wastin’ Time

I’ve Had Enough Of Your Mental Pain

Sing Your Daddy’s Song

Slipping way

Take It Round The World

Dedication

Volume #3 of Poems – songs and Letters by Vance is dedicated with the same respect, and

thoughts of the previous volumes. That would be,

to all the people who played a part in providing

me with a topic to write about, or gave me reason

for writing. Their names are very important to me,

but need not be disclosed. They will know who

they are, if or when they read it.

Special Dedication

(overcoming all odds)

I believe it is pretty well-known to everybody,

especially our relatives, that I am Teddy’s, or

Ted’s if you prefer, older brother. In the past

year I have gotten to know Ted for the man he

has worked so hard to become. He has, from time

to time overcome what most people would con-

sider insurmountable odds. A mountain too high

to climb, or a load too heavy to carry. But I can personally guarantee that thought would never

ever enter Teddy’s mind. If you were to show

Ted an impossible situation, either in life or in

business, he will show you just how quickly he

can conquer it. Ted has a – Can-Do attitude.

/can’t\ is not in his vocabulary!

The inherit ability to overcome. The intestinal fortitude that allows one to reach way down

to the innermost hiding places of your soul,

and in your mind, to succeed. Because to people

like Teddy, success is what it’s all about. Whether

it be personal or business, it’s all the same trip.

And Ted, has had quite a trip, and while taking

that trip, allowed some of us to ride along. Just

from the little parts that I know about, it has been

a very interesting ride, to say the least.

[in the beginning]

putting my mind in memory mode is something I

enjoy doing. And the nice thing about memories is

you can choose the ones you want to deal with. The

first time I have a memory of Teddy was when I was about five years old. From that point in my life

until I graduated from high school, I would make an appearance about every year for as long as two weeks to two months. I shared a lot of good times

and good memories, with not just Ted, but the rest of the family as well. We lived close the railroad

and the road so we could take our pick, hitchhike or

hop a train. I never hopped a train, but I imagine Teddy did. Coming through those times as I recall,

Teddy’s biggest problem area was his inability to say yes or no and agree when necessary. While not being able to do so would innovatively administer his stubborn – bullheaded – never give up ways.

A lot of us have those ways, but Ted’s was just

always a little bit over the top. And sometimes

it did not work out to his benefit. I remember picnic’s, reunions, hayfields, a summer vacation

to Florida. I daresay, through the springtime of our lives, Teddy got in trouble more than anybody else.

Sometimes it kind of seemed like he enjoyed it.

But I