Well then, Jack . . . bet you didn't anticipate all this when you started this thread.
I must say, as powerful as the written word can sometimes be, this is a healthy reminder to all of us of the communication missing because we're not face-to-face. As aware as I think I am, I still regularly incorrectly "hear" and/or misconstrue intent.
Foy
There's a guy on this board that's named Foy
When posting he doesn't play coy
He says what he sees
All the rest will agree
He's a Solarforce shill , that's his ploy
Well flashlights are his favorite toy
And his neighbors he'll sometimes annoy
While they're trying to sleep
He's up shining lights deep
Into backyards and alleys with joy
Lots of energy he does employ
and his spare time he'll sometimes destroy
When he buys a flashlight
He will stay up all night
To make sure it's the Real McCoy
Ohhh Jack . . . sir, you are a class act. I respect and salute you.
There are times when I think Solarforce sees me as their worst nightmare. I will however, accept and wear any synonym du jour that correctly descibes my affection for Solarforce. Indeed, far worse associations a man could hope for.
Foy
If your favorite light just went black
Don't have an anxiety attack
Just order a light
That's ever so bright
Get a custom from our JohnnyMac
There's nothing that Johnny can't hack
'Cause with modding he has quite a knack
If you need a rocket
That fits in your pocket
His MacMag with joy you'll unpack
His creation will take you aback
It's no bigger than a tie tac
When you witness it's glow
Then you surely will know
That a great light you will never lack
A modder we have known as is E
Extreme builds for him are a breeze
For the price of a song
His lights are the bomb
They'll light the whole state, (New Jersey)
Foy
LOVE IT!!! 
Keith, I can’t fathom the pain of losing a child. If I lost one of mine I don’t think I’d ever get over the pain. My deepest condolences to you, your wife and family. May she find some peace to replace the emptiness and pain.
This man can take any old tool
And make any light into a jewel
Old-Lumens is handy
At creating eye candy
And his methods are very old school
If you give him a carpenters rule
Let him sit on a comfortable stool
In no time at all
He'll be having a ball
Making something that's ever so cool
You can tell that he's nobody's fool
And he seems to be tough as a mule
But he's got a soft heart
He creates works of art
And modding's his passion , his fuel
Honored! Sir!
I am not a poet, so I will hope y'all continue to brighten our days, with your masterful wit and rhyme.
@ Old-Lumens:
I am not a poet, so I will hope y'all continue to brighten our days, with your masterful wit and rhyme.
+1 
Now Jack's really into his stride
Couldn't write a bad rhyme if he tried!
The words are just flowing
His keyboard is glowing
From the speed that his fingers must glide
He writes one masterpiece after another
With ability no-one can smother
Though one or two tried
To be a bit snide
Jack ignored them and just wrote the mother...
..Of tributes to one of our members
O-L, who's about to dismember
Another off-the-shelf Mag
That needs less output sag
(Er, is that right? I'm a noobie, remember..
)
It would be great if one at a time
BLF-ers were put into rhyme
Those at work on a pill
And others who shill
kreisler, you're gonna be next in line!
I look forward to more from our Jack
As do others, because if you lack
The smiling ability
He has the facility
For bringing your good humour back 
Nice! 
I'm glad I'm not the only one
Who thinks writing limericks is fun
And I just have to say
I'm delighted each day
To read the fine stories you've spun
My friend Lensman , he won't be outdone
Every poem he writes , a home run
He's exceedingly clever
And it thrills me whenever
I see the new verses he's done
So if you like seeing wordplay
Our man Lensman will brighten your day
For you'll have to admit
That he has deadly wit
And rhyming for him is child's play
My friend Jack is the limerical king.
He cranks them out, "twaren't no thing".
They're never done wrong,
And they read like a song,
For they all have a lyrical ring.
Good stuff .
I sit outside with my HD2010
Waiting for dark once again
I love seeing it's light
Shining far and so bright
Inspiring adventurous men!
lensman, cone, johnnymack...I appreciate VERY MUCH your condolences. It means a lot when others feel ones pain. It just seems to make one feel just a little better.You"all made me cry (that is a good thing). Thanks very much and to all for this thread. Yes foy, the power of the written word is.........well,,,,,,,,,,,,,,powerful! It can hurt, or build up.
Keith (Who was built up)
Keith,
The forum's light poetry thread may not be the best place to discuss this, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way, so, here goes.
You and your family have been on my mind and in my prayers every day since that post of yours. May God bless you and, in the fullness of time, reduce the sorrow somehow.
Trust me when I say that I'm not the kind of person who says that lightly or often. As a lapsed Catholic, I have faith but no religion and, generally, keep my thoughts on the subject to myself. I personally believe that God has a plan for all of us, but it is incomprehensible to my less than omniscience mind how the loss of a child can be part of any plan.
Of course this happens everyday. But the stories you hear on the news never touch you the way it does when it happens to a friend; which, despite the anonymity is what we are.
We run a tight ship here at the Cone compound as our goal is to produce noble cowboys. As a consequence, I'm often harder and more gruff than is likely necessary. But, perhaps, you and your wife can find some small solace in the fact that your loss has reminded me, not just how precious my sons are, but, so too, is every moment I share with them along the way.
I'm not a poet
and I know it!
Nicely said.
Foy