Tom stands in Will Rogers shadow,
As the day it comes along,
He knows what time that door should open,
and he unlocks it with aplomb.
Mondays' are his own day,
(A docent preys on tourists),
Telling them of laughs and fun,
Quoting Will from here to yon,
His smile lights it up,
A slap on your back,
His grin from ear to ear,
Makes you wonder if it's possible,
That Will still lives again.
Keep smiling Tom, keep flying as well,
In the skies of Claremore and Will ,
And those that love you,
Will fly along as well .
Ralph Peck
Photo by Ralph Peck
Will Rogers Memorial
Claremore Oklahoma
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