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Adobes Poems - Poems about Adobes


Gone Are the Days
...I look back to the halcyon days When Mrs Johnson, A comely widow, ran fruitful Errands for the new railway, and for Our undeveloped district. A frail, little maid in green cardigan And sable wo......

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Categories: adobes, death, depression, mother, mother
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things