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TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE

A GOOD DAY IS WHEN THE FAMILY IS ALL TOGETHER

THE STATE OF STATES!

DON'T MESS WITH VETERANS

BROTHERHOOD OF VETERANS



POETRY

I WAS THINKING OF GIVING A WEATHER REPORT

LOVE AND WATCH OUT FOR THE SALT SHAKER

RUDE AND INCONSIDERATE POETS

ABUSED CHILDREN CHARITY

SOOTY GREY-Dreamweaver

REALITY IS

DANCING WITH THE BOGGEYMAN

THE OLDER YOU GET

WOULDN'T IT BE NICE

I WAS NEVER PERFECT

TAKING SIDES

SOMEWHAT MATURITY

IT'S THE FOURTH

NO TEARS FALLING FROM THIS PROUD CHIEFS EYES

SENSE OF HUMOR

ELVIS AND THE SEATTLE WORLDS FAIR

DON'T LOVE YOU ANY MORE

AINT OLDTIMERS WONDERFUL?

FOURTH OF JULY FIREWORKS

GOD'S COUNTY

RETURNING THIS TO A POETRY SITE

SILENT ARE THE SOUNDS

COULD NOT LET THIS GO BY

THINGS BOTHERING ME

ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL

COMMENTING ON POETRY

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Fireworks show on the fourth
Is Not a friend of pets or Vets
Or those with hearing aids
Each year I find a dog that is lost
Its like children in Airplanes
The noise painful to tender ears
It is also painful to fingers and hands
For even well trained not sure where a rocket  lands
My roof beautiful but made of Cedar
The dry grass makes quite a heater
and on your hand hope you are not a bleeder
If you love your pets keep them inside
Or off to the pound you must find
For the Veterans who fireworks honor
It brings back memories of real horror
I do not cross the Indian fireworks border
Remember the Alamo and American History
On my deck I'll watch the professional show
But scaring the dog watching  as far as I go

Two years ago I opened my front door. It was an older lab dog.
Friendly but lost. Shaking like a leaf. I looked for a collar.
There was none. Searched the neighborhood this was a
loving dog. My own Sheltie a little jealous of the attention.
Someone was searching for this dog. But not locally.
Her head laying on my lap he eyes full of love. She needed
to be found. Problem being she was quite old. Pound said
most were looking for younger dogs puppies. I left a note.
I well be back Saturday if no owner found I well take ownership.
Saturday I returned and the dog was no longer in the kennel.
I was told uthunized as too old. i can only hope the original
owner came and found her. Fireworks are frightening to animals
and wartime Veterans. Not to mention those with injuries of
hands from explosions not controlled.

 





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