DiehardsA Poem by Donald Meikle
It's almost time to take the car and us
Up to our special sunset spot Eastern edge of cleared fields Which sometimes grow cow corn and most times are left to sit We face directly into sun, or sometimes where we think it is Open up the Andre White The best champagne we've ever sipped a sun down with for years And sometimes as we reminisce Four eyes will well with tears The local wildlife entertains As we end the day together Then start 'er up and head for home No matter what the weather. © 2009 Donald MeikleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 26, 2009 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more.. |

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