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How to erase history!

Seasons of my life

Why Do We Stand?

I'll Always Be There!

I Feel Just Like a Baby!

That's Life!

That's Life!

War is Hell

Oh! Where did it all go?



'OH! My,my,my!"





Forgive and Forget?

So Why Should I?

Fifty Years Later

All in a DAY

A Warrior's Soul

"Good Life"


My Only Son


"American Pie"

War is Hell!

Daream Catcher

Time is a Thief!

Ode to T/Sgt. Glenn Wilson

Never To Late!


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Country Lane

From the garden gate it ran down across
the green pasture to the old dirt road,
where like a silent sentinel the mail
box stood with its black letters and code.

All along its way, wild flowers grew
each and everyday. Penrose bushes flourish
with their pinkish crowns. Little yellow
butterflies would flush and then settle back down.

Honey bees buzzed as they work through
the flowers and trees, and dragonflies
dart from a stand still to hyper speeds.

With my little wooden sword...
fiery dragons and Cyclops I fought
along this magical lane in the days
of my young kingdom's reign.

Memories of this beautiful path,
have stayed with me through out my childhood past.
I shall fondly remember its magical beauty forever last.

Jackie R. Kays

Country Lane



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