While Venus was bright in the eastern sky
We'd get up and into our Levi jeans
Before the sun was all the way up,
Sneak out of the house while everyone else
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Once I was a prince, and walked thru halls of gold I learned the arts of music, and arms for the days when I would command. Jerome Brooke
Kate, This is such a warm, lovely poem...Have you shared it with your cousin? I am happy that you shared it with 'me'. Maybe one day I'll pain a watercolor of the barn, or store or hayloft or the road that led you to those happy days... Dorothy