![]() Every DayA Poem by Pete![]() Blessed are they who never read a newspaper, for they shall see Nature, and through her, God. - Thoreau![]() about a mile away that trek up the seemingly insurmountable hill to deliver newspapers and give folks their fill talking to god singing and air guitaring all the way breathing life and innocence waiting for my time to arrive whilst a fleeting youth thrived catching manna from heaven all seven every day toting that heavy stack never looking back asking once and hearing twice my own slice of paradise learning how to live and pray carrying black and white discovering grey every day © 2020 Pete
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2 Reviews Added on July 4, 2020 Last Updated on July 4, 2020 Author![]() PeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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