Berwick Poems - Poems about Berwick

...THE END OF ENGLAND Above the blustery assault of the sea breeze on the land, Yellow voices animated about 1707 and Union. Berwick on Tweed - wet Saturday afternoon: Market place cats hidin......

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...My sis Chris has a mole upon her back Theyv called her to the hospital Coz its a little bit black Im waiting on her now Shes having it removed I really hope she is ok I bet she will b bruised......

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...It was September of 1960 and we were growing Elvis sang "It's Now or Never" anticipation showing New kids in town for our Freshman year Our last at St. Jerome's, adulthood near. We hung out at th......

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...BERWICK – ON – TWEED MARKET Cold, even in summer Vast bastide hides the place. Tweed widens and shallows: Its sallows harbor salmon. In the ancient market place Sneaky ancient markete......

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...She said "Let's go to Dad And Me, it really would be neat." I couldn't say no. I loved her so. She was so young and sweet. A weekend just for us, my daughter and I, with so many things to do. Arts......

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