Bucket Along Poems - Poems about Bucket Along

...Wide Open Spaces In my basket of steel and plastic, sole company my personal talking head and Billy Joel reminding me we didn’t start the fire, I bucket along. The highway’s empty this time of nig......

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...I am reminded of... the days I would watch her work in her flower garden for hours at a time I am reminded of... the days she would take me by my hand and say come along help grandma I am remind......

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