Friday, May 9, 2008

The Land I Was Born And Raised In Comments

Rating: 0.0

The Land I was born and raised in I see her in my dreams
And I hear the gentle babble of her mountain rills and streams
And in the depths of Winter in the morning cold and gray
I hear the redwings chirping in the old fields far away.
...
Read full text

Francis Duggan
COMMENTS
Close
Error Success