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Early to Bed
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Early to Bed |
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maxtec1 Senior Member
since 2000-12-09
Posts 577Garland, Tx |
Early to bed By Richard Maxfield 1-31-2001 Early to bed Early to rise Work like hell Before sun rise On rolling hills In fields of green Tend the stock Calm serine Glistening dew Smell cut grass Fresh turned soil Rain has passed Newborn calves Duck filled pound Sturdy old doe Young spindly fawn Twisted bob wire Rugged old post It is the land I love the most Tilling the soil Plant my seeds Tend the stock Shovel out feed Like my father My blood is here Spirit soaring Conscience clear This is my heritage To which I was born With out this land A life of thorn |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
So, you're trying to get wise *wink* eh, Richard? This is a good one. I think, though, that I would use assonance on the last line and go ahead and put an 's' on thorn. Try it, and then do what you wish of course. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
excellent. . . I really like this one. . . wonderful. . .  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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