Best Seventy Eight Poems

  Now that I am seventy- eight
Standing long time_ not
In the spring blowing snot a lot
Wonder what seventy-nine holds

Wonder if I will see the calendar turn
Bring eighty to a fulfilled dream
Wonder if I will have enough steam
Just to get out of bed and make...

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I don’t want to have to disappear 
for you to miss me....

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Remember Pearl Harbor
Seventy-eight Years Ago
By Franklin Price
12/07/2019

Seventy-eight years ago,
At the rising of the sun
Came the day of infamy; 
Our present times begun

The sleeping giant awakened,
To become the greatest power 
Would take four years and many lives
To have our finest hour

A country made for freedom,
For each...

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I used to play with my bricks, creating walls that surrounds me
Hoping that this will protect my inner peace of this troublesome world
Hand by hand until I could no longer see,
The ground part of my castle walls, outreach by the bold.

I had to even dig...

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