Monthly Archives: September 2008

Thank God for the Country

1973 Thank God for the country With bird and beast, Blue streams running With trout for a feast. Still waters do run deep And also this here country. Its’ beauty is refreshing, Its’ waters are still free. Skies remain painted … Continue reading

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Chased Down

The wind howled hard An’ carried my father’s voice. I did not want to listen Though I had no other choice. The winter blow comes bitter An’ chills me to my bone. I hear my father’s voice With his unmistakable … Continue reading

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Communin’ in the Country

My friend commutes throughout a big city, Where drivin’ an hour is considered a pity. He laughed when he found I lived two hours from town, And said the country is really quite pretty.

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