Stinson Poems - Poems about Stinson

...tin cup music life’s story was etched on her face carved with pocket-knife memories rubbed in with grammar school erasers and colored like heavy wet fog on a stinson beach winter’s morn......

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...When I was a young lad I was a boy scout We went once a month On a camping trip With our father Coming along. Once we went On a camping trip Along Stinson beach In Marin County. We had......

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...Autumn is a time in the spirit of a man When he walks down the beach And get chilled from the sand. On misty mornings can't but walk from my home When I think of summer days ......

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...Sugar Christmas by Nata Stinson Sugar Christmas, sugar snow Falling down, down below, Painting city to the white Bring me Peace and Light! For the girl, for the boy Lot of gi......

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...If I had to pick something, I suppose Her perfume would be what I choose But there are few to make her more like you The sight of her shirtless back Keeps your memory off track Her hand across my ......

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