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Lost Tomorrows

If we could trade away our “lost tomorrows” And win with them the “Years that used to be”- The young girl, with the brown eyes’ By the table…..the whispering winds in Spring- That sang to me! The crimson tinted clouds of Early Morning- The summerdays so softly laid to rest! The rustling corn, the night, [...]

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Who takes care of my sheep?

It was a cld fall day- In early morning- Even the far off clouds Seemed half asleep- The endless plains reach on- Nor know the dawning- WORDS ON THE SKY- WHO TAKES CARE OF MY SHEEP? Who looks after the Fold? Why did God MAKE THEM? to seek for HOME, within A heartless world? The [...]

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When Summer Is Gone

If we could trade away our LOST TOMORROWS- And win with them the years that used to be; The young girl, with the brown eyes, By the table- The whispering winds that always Sang to me! The crimson tinted clouds of Early Morning- When summer days are softly laid to rest! The RUSTLING CORN… the [...]

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Finding Maynard

I fall asleep, if but only for A split-second: End of cigarette in my right hand. It’s early, I mean early morning, Her ghost; detached from her vehicle and ready She, wanting to take over me Through the semi-transparent white; That of an angelic-spread. Swinging my empty left hand; forward I haul Myself. I jolt [...]

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