Horribly Hot

Many things to myself I have thought

Here in Carolina it is so horrible hot

Yet humming birds still come to out door

Looking for food and trying to seek more.



Have spent all of my money and am broke

And someday soon I will eventually croak

Lots of things I will have left behind

Within sight or may be hard to find.



Look for a long time and try and see

If there was someone following me

To heaven when I was on a true course

And behind will never leave any remorse.



So happy on earth my wife still will stay

Then here in heaven she'll be here one day;

We will look behind and take one long last

Look at all that had happened in our past.



James Thomas Horn 

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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August 6, 2014 at 9:43 PM
Would like to have A.E. Rivenbark read this. My wife's grandfather's name was A.E. McCarroll which stood for Alan Edward. Guess using initials was a Southern thing. Jim Horn
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