Poems from author14

This is the field of Lexington Where the war for our freedom was fought This is the place where men died So that our liberty could be...
Good day, sirs Why do you sit, And stare at South Dakota's Brilliant turquoise skies? I wonder what you see I wonder what you would say If...
Flying over the Rockies Or Sierra Nevadas Flying high like our whipping flag Wind under wings Flying like our nation But an eagle cannot...
Oh yeah, it's our music Good ole U.S. beats The flying of the piano keys The woo woo woo of the trumpet Then we got the sax--that birdie...
Warm family meal Amidst the chill of autumn Cinnamon and nutmeg Christmas in a crust Don't eat too much Or it loses its magic Of holding...

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