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An Old Boardwalk

I heard that there had been some talk About doing away with the old boardwalk; To maintain it was such a high expense And continuing to care for made no sense. Now all what we do is stare over there At the boardwalk in bad need of repair, While time and hands of a clock proceed on Soon dilapidated boardwalk will be gone. Now when together we want to walk and talk Or birds and animals might tart to stalk, Woods with all of them will have to share Because the boardwalk is beyond repair. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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