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About This Poem
OLD DREAMS
OLD DREAMS
it’s nothing fancy
just an old two-story home –
unfinished basement
plastic siding over wood
on high ground against a flood
and the neighborhood?
hey! It’s about just plain folks
folks living just plain –
no doctors, bankers, lawyers
nope! we’re wood-cutters, sawyers
this is where i live
oh i could do much better
this i tell myself
trying to set self above
giving my old butt a shove
talk about old age
talk about one being stuck
talk about old dreams
nope! this common crowd will do
sorry for the lonely few
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