Saturday, December 11, 2010

At Margaret's House Comments

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The big old white house A PLUMBER' S on the top of the small hill THE MAN WHO SAID HERE SHE COMES mISS aMERICA WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL AND COULD WALK UP rOCK sT BY MYSELF... WAS A PLUMBER WHO LIVED ON rOCK ST.
By a woodland
Was filled with lots of children.
On some summer days laughing and splashing in the pool
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Gayle M. Citrus Maize Water Nora Shoshone Doherty Winchester, story song Glen A, Sweeney +
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Constance K Yost 28 August 2012

I still enjoy this poem as much as the first time I read it! There's just something about it that tugs at me....Constance

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Lynn Glover 13 March 2011

A great poem, Gayle and so sorry I can't turn back the clock for us both. What times to remember. A pleasure reading your work, Gayle, Thanks for allowing us to join in your past. Your friend Lynn

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