Red Dirt RoadsA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempait was raining in memphis on the red dirt roads when we arrived at the hotel elvis fans getting together for a week of concert's with elvis impersonator's keeping the king's spirit alive seven days of sunshine we spent under a tent visiting graceland signing our names on the great wall by the iron gates a candlelight vigil held in honor of him the king of rock and roll god rest his precious soul
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8 Reviews Added on July 28, 2008 Last Updated on August 30, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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