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A Grandpa Morning

Mute morning of the Fall Birds on wires shiver quietly He doesn't hear much at all Morning feels like cold of night dark blue clouds linger overhead blocking warmest sun from sight Where is the morning paper? No light, just dead man's winter cold morning like an arctic night Grandma says to put your coat on you can catch pneumonia even the flu maybe the sun will come out before long Come in by the fire and have a sit the hospital is not a very nice place but it is there if you ever need it....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 12/16/2013 8:03:00 PM
Ken I could feel the emotion pouring out of you onto the page for the reader to immerse in. Words of power and deepness. Nice job Thanks for the awesome comment on my Mystery Man poem. Hugs
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Ken Carroll
Date: 12/16/2013 8:06:00 PM
Thank you Robin.. Ken
Date: 8/9/2013 9:54:00 PM
Kenneth, such a morning. needing reminder who we are. not much from a grump who knows the words grandmother passes on. one can take this as advice. love the poem...hugs *** from me to you. goodnight >< linda
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Ken Carroll
Date: 8/9/2013 10:14:00 PM
Buenas Noches.....lo siento....lol
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Ken Carroll
Date: 8/9/2013 10:13:00 PM
Thank you mi Linda Paloma..Buenos Noche... Besos y abrazos, Ken :-)

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