If That Fence Could Talk
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If That Fence Could Talk
By: Tom Wright
8/10/98
I meandered miles but did not tire,
from Cedar rails I've been made.
I came through clay, sand and mire,
through summer heat and shad...
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Categories:
scissortails, tree,
Form: Lyric
Winter's Smoldered Freedom
...Certainly November is lovely
beyond our intuition and expectation...
as it paves the empty roadways
with auburn foilage;
and the gently hissing wind
creates its own cheerful melody,
becaus...
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Categories:
scissortails, sad,
Form: Ballad