Amazing how we feel when on the road,
Returning from Aunt Laura's tin abode.
All buoyed up to face what‘er we might,
A new approach, philosophy, insight.
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I love this poem. I really felt like I got to meet Aunt Laura (through the poem) . Real feeling and imagination applied to reality. Just Great
...Persistence in your thinking you will bring The clarity of mind to everything. ................... i sense that there is a word missing or something else amiss in these two lines. :) ? ? ? otherwise, i'm still working my way through this poem. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - a word i needed to look up: redoubt re•doubt (rĭ-doutˈ) ► n. A small, often temporary defensive fortification. n. A reinforcing earthwork or breastwork within a permanent rampart. n. A protected place of refuge or defense. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - OOPS! Lynn, take a look at auntie’s name in your title. :) :) you must be human! or PH did it? I didn’t notice it at first. so, aunt Laura lives in a Winnebagel …….. I mean Winnebago***? ? ***not a native American or a lake …….in this case; a motorhome! nice, bri :)