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Thanksgiving Eve Thanksgiving was always a very special time when I was growing up. Mom and Dad would load my brother Paul and I in Dad's Oldsmobile 98 and off we'd go. We would travel either to Connecticut to Dad's parents or New Hampshire to Mom's parents. Those were exciting days to a child. Our...

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There Was A Time there was a time many years ago when we were all young, strong and we looked great but time takes a toll on some more than others I see more and more old homes that look so cold and empty we've had our time and we'll keep moving on as our...

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Heart Shaped Box she has a heart shaped box on her dresser all her treasures and keepsakes are tucked safely inside ticket stubs from an Alabama concert she took me to memories of Medieval Times photographs of first dates precious memories of the beginnings of our special romance ~The Tennessee Poet~©Walt Page 2021 All Rights...

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Monuments, Moonlight And Memories This photo of the Harvest Moon overthe Immaculate Conception Cemeterywas taken on Monday night, September 20, 2021by my friend and excellent photographer,Augustine Hart.My poem was inspired by this wonderful photoand is dedicated to Augustine. Monuments, Moonlight and Memories Every month during a full moon I walk through my local cemetery. I...

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The Ancient Wind An Ancient Wind is blowing through the memory canyons of my mind reminding me of my past lives I am sitting on the bank of a river flowing through the Highlands of Scotland I remember all of the sword fights I was in as a Clan warrior the scars on my body...

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When I Was Young When I was young I could fly like an eagle high into the sky I could swim in the ocean diving deep to explore the bottom of the sea I could run like the wind jumping fences with the horses I could climb every mountain all the way to the tops...

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Whenever I Look At You Whenever I look at you I think of our wedding at Medieval Times Our honeymoon in the Adirondacks Scottish festivals we've been to your first time in a hot tub all the dogs we've rescued and those that are waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge I remember how your...

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Lavender Fields In our younger daysat the first bloom we would walk through fields of lavender the early springtime warmth invigorated us and we fell even deeper in love the birds were singing bumblebees were buzzing you and I holding hands as the day grew warmer our passions grew stronger a beautiful memory of falling...

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Wildflowers And Wine Remembering my younger dayswalking through fields of wildflowerswith my best girl (at the time)and a bottleof Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill Wine Sitting in the shade of an old oak treewatching the wildflowers sway in the breezewhile we listened to songs we recordedon a cassette from our scratchy old recordsand sipping sweet wine...