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When is it all going to end?


Just Let It Be

La Vie en Rose

Heads in the Sand?

If I've Learned Anything!

Silver Bullet

The Path We Choose

A Soldier's Integrity

What is that Sound?

Back in the 50's Tonight!

A Red Rose

Golden as Gold can Be!

Robin Fly Away

You See!

The Demise of the Old Cowboy

What Will I Miss?

Ode to Christian "Kiki" Fenot

Bobby and Me

The Highwayman

*Let My Spirit Soar*

C'est La Vie

Les feuilles mortes

Before Destiny takes me!

The Hanging Tree

Lost in Time

The Golden Years?

Beyond The Shadows

A Soilder

Ode to an Old Cowboy Poet named....Jack

Our Flag!

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My Reality

In Nineteen Forty Three, I peered into a
stone well and from the dark water, upon
my young eyes a  strange reflection fell.
An old gray haired man stared back at me.
I was a boy of ten, he was at least seventy-three.

Today, after all these years,
the reflection from that dark
well returned again, as I
peered into the mirror on
the wall, the realization of
that reflection from years
ago has suddenly become…
my reality.

Jackie R. Kays

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