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About This Poem
The Mighty Kern (The end of many dreams)
You’re not real deep as rivers go
You’re really not that wide
When it comes to my feelings of you
They’re feelings I just can’t hide
Through giant boulders you descend
Winding through canyon walls
Inside you many have met their end
As rapidly as your water falls
Merle Haggard wrote a song of you
You took someone he loved
His song is very beautiful and true
A gift from God above
At four I stood upon your banks
Watched my mother die
Like those before and after her
So many left to cry
Your pools are pools of death
Calm and still they seem
Whirlpools lurking underneath
The end of many dreams
For Brian's contest
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