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Today is a yellow day everything is so blaze’ I’m sure to have my way If I don’t have much to say. We snip, we snarl then it’s makeup time. The next few moments are so sublime. The trees fly by stately in their own way. I’m sure if they could talk they’d have a lot to say. Oh, this new highway already in need of repair. Their heavy load indeed a loathsome burden I swear. I see the farms have already been plowed the fruits of labor always well endowed. Another trip goes down in history another poem get writ by me and the world goes round just as before yet changed, different forever more. Charles G. Henderson Feb. 25, 2020

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Date: 10/15/2020 5:50:00 AM
Charles your a poet, and a gifted one, but it is important that readers find you. I have lean to make some friends here, by exchanging comments I have encouraged comments..........there is a difference between comments made as a polite return and those that take work to write. I could create the best pizza in the world ,but if I never market it, they will never know. I am not in the soup much but you have my attention and I will be looking for you work. Take Care Charles, and thank for sharing
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Date: 2/25/2020 1:11:00 PM
Thanks for the ride Charles, enjoyed the trip...
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