What I KnowA Poem by Raymond Federle
There is a familiar sound I hear. There is a known smell in the air. All the loved ones gathered round. To share in each others flair. The wives, mothers and girlfriends are busy at the fire. The kids are playing games. The menfolk sit round drinking lighting shots. And that smoke goes right to your brain. Now I been around the block, once or twice. I've seen what the world would offer a man. But there's one thing I know, here is home hearth and soul. And I'm firmly attached to this land. © 2014 Raymond Federle |
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1 Review Added on August 25, 2014 Last Updated on November 2, 2014 AuthorRaymond FederleCumberland, MDAboutI've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. .. more..Writing
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