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Blake Myers Poem
Bounti-fall
By: Blake Myers
Blowing trsss, sounding of rain,
It is that timn of yr again,
Crisp air, cool brzzz, soon to b night,
Hay and pumpkins always in sight,
If ol' scaircrow only had a brain.
Copyright © Blake Myers | Year Posted 2016
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Blake Myers Poem
Ready to dream
By: Blake Myers
Sleepy, falling.....
Can't stay up.
Chamomile finished,
Blue glow on,
Crickets chirp,
No wake til dawn.
Ready to sleep,
Or so it may seem.
But mainly I am just...
READY TO DREAM.
Copyright © Blake Myers | Year Posted 2016
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