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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!

Come on Down!

For The Principles of the Red White and Blue

When it's All Been Said and Done

Lost Souls of Yesteryear

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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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