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Paradox: A Picnic Rained Out

Splashing, lashing rain green grass giving; picnic spoiling bounty bringing; ball game ending paradox of good and bad. Birds get hoppy; puddles sloppy, rainbow hues; muddy shoes drippy day; diamond display welcome annoyance, dreary blessing. …………………………………………………………………………………………. Our school’s Year-end picnic … Continue reading

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Father

by Edgar Guest Used to wonder just why Father    Never had much time for play; used to wonder why he’d rather    work each minute of the day. Used to wonder why he never    loafed along the road … Continue reading

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Rain storm passes

Dark cloud waves grumble showers wash dust from tree leaves robin inspects lawn Nature notes: the view from my window: Brown thrashers are as apt to be inspecting our lawn these days, partly because I’ve been sprinkling deluxe birdseed onto … Continue reading

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The Phalaropes and the Cow

There are phalaropes (phalaropus tricolor) in the sloughs around here; I often watch in awe as these hyper little shore birds zip around on the water. Thinking of them gave me Version One of my poem. But then I thought, … Continue reading

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Growing Down

by Edgar Guest Time was I thought of growing up, but that was e’er the babies came; I’d dream and plan to be a man and win my share of wealth and fame. For age held all the splendors then … Continue reading

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The First Steps

by Edgar Guest Last night I held my arms to you and you held yours to mine and started out to march to me as any soldier fine. You lifted up your little feet and laughingly advanced; and I stood … Continue reading

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Divine Offer from a Loving Father

I’LL HOLD THY HAND by Mrs M J Christie I’ll hold thy hand when the storm clouds gather, I’ll hold thy hand when the thunders roar; when the deluge breaks in all its fury I’ll hold thy hand til the … Continue reading

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Treasures

by Edgar A Guest Some folks I know, when friends drop in to visit for awhile and chin, just lead them round the rooms and halls and show them pictures on their walls, and point to rugs and tapestries– the … Continue reading

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A Happy Old Age

A little more tired at the close of the day, a little less anxious to have our own way. A little less care for gain or gold, a little more zest for the days of old. A broader view and … Continue reading

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BROKEN

Sweetness: whipped cream heaped high in glass bowl. Gentle clink against another dish; ominous crack. In an instant undetected fault line splits dish. Sweetness, laced with splinters, oozes onto counter. Lost. I grieve for the waste. Thus may life be … Continue reading

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