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You would find me occupied with tomorrows weather , flat pickin' guitar , a recipe for minced meat pie , the color of the moon and the stars in the sky ..
A grandson changing everyday , granddaughter posing for a picture , turnips in the garden , the chickens in the yard , junk mail in the box , a Persimmon tree up the road ..
Horehound candy , pitch black coffee , toasted rye bread with blueberry jelly...
Dirt roads , antique barns and tractors , cattle on the move and a plug of tobacco .
Copyright November 20 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Nov 2015 Sana
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My Mom
 Nov 2015 Sana
ryn
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•like clockwork,
  her day would begin
•pressures of life like no
one could imagine•toting the
crushing weight upon her tiny shou-
lders•responsibilities and expectations that
would overwhelm before she falters•she'd ***-
ble as she groans her duress•her skin would crack
to release pent up stress•then there would come a day
•her exhausted veins would rupture and then give way
•she has the most terrible temper•but we would still flock
to her•
why?*........when time and again she offers us strife•

simply because she provides,
she gives us life•
Concrete Poem 12 of 30

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Oh how wonderful words are
They can empower
they can uplift
they can entertain giving someone the courage to attain their dreams
Oh how powerful words are
They can cut deep they shatter dreams killing one's ambition to never achieve.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum
 Nov 2015 Sana
Leia R
10w for You
 Nov 2015 Sana
Leia R
How easy it
is to fall
asleep thinking of
      You.
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