Outbuildings Poems - Poems about Outbuildings

...i ran toward the outbuildings the windmill is still here fence is decrepit as always i can smell grandpa Ed in here people attempt to lure me out with food......

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...I was an avid, lifelong book lover, and I could read forever and a day, Like the pleasing, scented lilacs, always and forever blooming in May. Though my house was very disorganized, I would read ......

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...Young Ned was only sixteen years old when they called for the militia to come again, having warred with the French for three years now, and raids had terrified the frontier towns. But Britain n......

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...Summer in the country with sunshine on my back I linger near the outbuildings, pretending to be a super sleuth Like Nancy Drew, I look for clues, about my grandparents’ country ways My twin sist......

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