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b"h23 Aug 2013Children, learn the days are fewBefore the years upon you fallAnd life -- responsibility -- turns to --And then your innocence -- like a..
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b"h22 Aug 2013Early morning -- time to write --To leave the canyons of the nightUnto the monsters met in dream --That they might settle into sleepAnd ..
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b"h21 Aug 2013I don't know what to say to youTo help you comprehend this thing --Nor can I tell you what to doTo stop it from occurring --We have -- s..
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b"hAug 6, 2013The quiet of the soul itselfRemembers all that was --Before the years of yesterdaysIn memory be lost -- --As hours fly and seconds diveA..
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b"h8/5/13The times of day affect the mind --The morning offers hope --And afternoon -- a time to findSome strategy to copeWith coming of the eventideA..
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b"h8/2/13Inspiration quiet be --Hardly ever heard --Speak -- then -- but -- barely --One -- word.
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b"hAug 1, 2013A FeelingNo word there is to tell the thing --Nor sign on any ground --But yet -- exist -- and -- certainly --As any other found.And doe..
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b"hJuly 28, 2013"Have an hour with me," said she, "and we willRoam along the river and seek the antelope andWe will know the daisy." "But," I said, "I..
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A poem about my grandson, Lucas, who's now five months old...
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b"h7/19/13A word is but a silhouette --It says a part but not the whole --And, too, a shadow -- given name --Belies description of a soul.But words an..
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