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Fortunate

Fortunate   Have you ever considered? How fortunate you are To gaze at the sky Bejeweled by stars And say to yourself I wonder how many there are?   To walk through a garden And smell the rose. Skip through lush dewy fescue In your bare feet and toes Before the sun arose?   Take [...]

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A city boy’s dream of farm life

A city boy dreams of what life on a farm would be like. ย ย ย ย ย Wintertime on the farm was always looked forward to with great anticipation, because it meant less chores and more time for recreation. When the snow began falling, I felt a certain satisfaction, because it meant endless skiing [...]

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UPON THE HILL

The roses smell so sweetly Behind the picket fence, The grass is rich and green It gives off a fresh cut scent. The lilacs are in full bloom The veranda has been swept, One glance the eye can see How well the garden has been kept. The shadow in the window Shows an old, but [...]

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Winter

I sat and the woman joined me On the wintry steel settee. Soon we rose silently to the window And leaned out on the cold window sill. Every wall was damp depraved and dead; Damp depraved and dead they were! Itโ€™s hibernation time for man; Time and again there was a madrigal From the youth [...]

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