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Travelin' On
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Travelin' On |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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A bonnie ev’nin’ to ye lass- I canna help but see.... Yer countenance is passin’ sad- An’ pray, why mought tha’ be? Ye say ye ‘ad a lover fair- An’ ‘e went off to war? Ye’ve ‘ad no word fer most a year- Ye seen a fallin’ star? Aye, I ‘ave ‘eard it said mysel’ Tha’ tis an evil omen! Aye, that it bodes someone no good- There be a death a comin’. Wha’ be ‘is name? Am I too bold? I thought per’aps I knew ‘im- Fer ‘oom fought ‘e? Ye canna say? Ye gads! I mought ‘ave slew ‘im! A warrior, aye, I make the claim- An ‘ighlander by birth! No nobler blood were ever shed- To enrich mother Earth. Aye, I ken Bob, the Bruce, I do- I once knew William Wallace- A Scot! I vow, an’ wi’out peer... In tha’ I find some solace. As fer yer lover, little miss- I ‘aven’t crossed ‘is trail- Fergit the rogue, an’ settle down- I’ll spin a Traveler’s Tale. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
I hope she gets him back! Well done, John!  |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Your style of writing is so refreshingly different. The stories you tell are great too! Betty Lou Hebert |
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