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Cactus Jack and the Deveil's Gold
The Wind Blew
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How old areyou?
In the Blink of an Eye
The Proof
White Paper
I'll Just Keep Walking!
Until You Quit Loving Me
Do You Remember When?
Sometime, I'm still in Nam
Sir, That's why We Were There!
Tranquility Lake
Ole Sedville-USA
The Spectator
Those Were the Days
The Stars and Stripes Forever
Tearful Thoughts of an Old Soldier
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The Devil's Advocate
Singing in the Sunshine
Ode to All the Unsung Heroes
Hey Jack you made it back!
A Moment of Hope
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Big Red Fire Truck
When I was child of four or five,
I remember the big red truck
screaming as it raced past.
I asked my mother what it was, and
she told me it was a fire truck
running so fast.
I thought how scary!
A truck that races to your house
and sets it on fire.
From then on every time I heard
a fire truck go by…
I would run and hide.
Now when I hear that siren
screaming loud, I still shiver
inside.
Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2002
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