Weeden Poems - Poems about Weeden

...The Echo of a Soul By Andrew Weeden In the windswept hills of vibrant green, Here I sit at your lonely grave. The bright flower that made my heart beam, Is the wilted flower I could not s......

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...New Jersey was still a king’s colony in the 1700s when Mrs. Leeds awaited the birth of child thirteen. In pain during labor she cried a curse! The Quaker is claimed to have given bi......

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