Tag Archives: Poetry

Pot’a Gold

Some would love to sing or learn to ballroom dance, Others would rather dream about love an’ hot romance. A simple joy might be the scent of an age old book, Or a stroll in the park with flowers everywhere … Continue reading

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Morning on the Farm

The coffee is brewing before the light of day, Soon the donk will belt out his morning bray. I reach in disgust for my barn duds stiff with grime, An’ pull on the boots with a hole the size of … Continue reading

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New Tune for an Old Song

If you’re not different then it must be me, Time must have changed what I used to see. You always seemed perfect in every way, Now I find flaw in too many things you say. Your hopes and dreams seem … Continue reading

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