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Rolling Wheels
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Rolling Wheels |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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Banked up high with tumbleweeds- Rims now red with rust... Axles dry...no sign of grease- The bed is filled with dust. Bones half buried in the sand- Eye less skulls observe- The place where they played out their string... They had no lack of nerve. Pioneers who failed to cross- The desert, bare and wide... The rolling wheels are stilled at last- For here the settlers died. The driver fought his lethargy... Long hours he rolled on- He’d make it if it killed him- Two long weeks out from home... He only swerved a little bit- While rubbing sanded eyes... He never saw that semi parked- And thus a driver dies. Those rolling wheels of life and time... Do measure out the miles- Allotted us upon this earth... The heartaches, tears, the smiles... Methodically we roll along... Down grades, and up the hills... Till time, and tide, and destiny- At last our journey stills. |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
I like the way you started out with the pioneers and brought us to nowadays. All wanted to get somewhere just all didn't make it for whatever reason. |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
you tell this truth so well from past to present wonderful  |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Well done, love it. Titia A rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I do so love your stories, Mr. Gun--reading your work reminds me of watching one of those "television" art instructors...they make it look so easy and always so amazed by finished work!!!  |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
this is great, flowed like a river! |
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