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Home is
where you go
when the lone whippoorwill
calls.
Home is
where you go
before the first snow
falls.
© By Rod (AMPAW@aol.com)
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Watch these pages for more poems by Rod.
In the meantime, click the links below for
poems and stories by our other authors.
A Thanksgiving Prayer
Dead End Road
Simple Pleasures
Turkey Lunch
Lothario
You Grow Cold
The Turkey's Lament
The Leaves Of Fall
And.......for many others, click the index image.
Graphics by Marilyn
http://graphicsbymarilyn.com
graphicsbymarilyn@yahoo.com
The featured photograph was taken by my daughter, Lynn Shaw (lynnshaw@direcway.com), and used with her permission.
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