Ah, the sounds of Fall. Birds gathering to fly south, Chatter as they flock, And the trees rustle their leaves, In tune with the wind’s music. Tanka Leona J. Atkinson 10-11-13 View Post
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The Day After…
The fireworks are over, The celebrations cease. Independence Day has passed, Patriotism tends to decrease. Yet, Old Glory still stands waving, For she celebrates freedom everyday. Her Stars and Stripes fly freely, Unflurried, come what may.May her… View Post