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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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A Self Portrait

Let see…I’ll start with a little dab of
white for my remaining innocence.
A brush or two of green for my
hidden envy.
A dash of yellow for my melancholy.

Some bright red for my anger and tears.
A brush of blue for my changing years.
A dash of brown for my fears.

A stroke of black for my lack of self confidence.
A large stroke of gold for my conscience,
compassion, and tolerance.  

A streak of silver for my
years of experience and a little
hard earned wisdom too.

That’s a portait of me…
and any old frame will do.

Jackie R. Kays

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A Self Portrait



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