This poem appeared in the July 2006 Backbenders Gazette, the publication of the Houston Gem & Mineral Society.
This poem was not submitted for competition in 2006 Adult Poetry category because Terry's poem 'This Old Hammer' was submitted
for competition in the South Central Federation of Mineral Societies and the American Federation of Mineralogical Societies.


© 2006 Terrell William "Terry" Proctor, J.D.

To my fellow Collectors
all over the Earth

Some folks spend a life to make money
really working for nothing. Funny...
Some spend a lifetime watching players,
throwing balls and running in layers.

Some folks simply, dance the hours away,
and others chase balls on the fairway.
Some folks sit for hours playing cards,
other folks walk about, in fenced-in yards.

Some folks sit with glazed over eyes,
watching the tube that will lobotomize.
Some folks will gamble their money away,
others waste time in some cabaret.

You and I walk to a different beat,
Whether it be cold or out in the heat.
We know that there are secrets galore,
minerals and fossils, Earth's reservoir.

Things never seen by a human before,
things just waiting for us to explore.
Wonderful things found, by some explorers,
the public will see, after the restorers.

Collectors go out, into the field,
making the Earth give up its yield.
Providing the wonders of this Earth,
truly an avocation, of great worth.

written by Terrell William 'Terry' Proctor, J.D.
28 May 2006 4:30 P.M.
Houston, Texas

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