In part of this exiting event
she's line up for her part...
On the 11th hour
Of the 11th Day...
Pumpkins smile with fire,
their souls sold to the devil...
The curtains close,
it my turn for my act...
He reaches in his pocket
And gets down on his knee...
I saw it all with my own eyes,
high in the Smokies under rumbling skies...
As the light of the summer ends
Were the dark of winter begins...
They were said to be the hardest team,
More challenging than the rest...
Nation so proud
that Nation was loud...
Three months ago
I met a very beautiful girl...
11/22/63
We All Lost Someone Dear ( JFK...
Man so many poems
So much truth yet...