Barbara Walker
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Blissful QuietA Poem by Barbara WalkerYou are at home, alone, when suddenly, a few people come in, noisy, jabbering, each one trying to out-shout one another |
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Sunday In JuneA Poem by Barbara WalkerWaiting for people can give you many contemplative moments |
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Sights and Sounds at 1:00 p.m.A Poem by Barbara WalkerI took some time to give myself a much needed break from everyone for an hour at a nearby park |
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Eight O\'clockA Poem by Barbara WalkerMusings |
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SurpriseA Poem by Barbara Walkerthe reactions when a loved one does something hurtful over and over |
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InsecuritiesA Poem by Barbara Walker |
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Getting So DizzyA Poem by Barbara WalkerJust facing the same issue too many times |
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My Head On Your ShoulderA Poem by Barbara Walkerwritten about my sweetie |
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Poor Adult Rat RaceA Poem by Barbara WalkerWritten on a day that I was just thinking about all of this financial mess in the United States |
