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More Than Dirt

It was it's own little world in it's day
But in this time forty acres not much
Old house and out buildings hauled away
Just something to plow around treated as such
What once was here the plow can't touch
A tear in the dirt a cry in the wind
As the big field machine move now
Dust sting my face when the plow begin
As if to say you should not allow
More than dirt went under the plow

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 10/2/2018 2:26:00 PM
Tugged at my heart strings. Well done!
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Date: 12/7/2017 9:41:00 AM
So much emotion this would conjure for many; beautiful.
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Date: 12/6/2017 2:55:00 PM
A rich and beautiful pen possessing so much sadness.
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Date: 12/6/2017 2:27:00 PM
James, I found this to be a deeply meaningful write , truly "a tear in the dirt" , for so much has been lost that once built character in our nation. Your last line said it all. Best Regards...g
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