Now will I charge you in the band of truth, as doubtful thoughts and rash-embraced despair can bide the beating of so strong a passion that wear this world out…
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Because Free Range Just Tastes Better
Now will I charge you in the band of truth, as doubtful thoughts and rash-embraced despair can bide the beating of so strong a passion that wear this world out…
Leave a CommentThey never say good morning. They rarely say good night. They never ask how are you, or, is everything all right?They don’t press about your business as you press on…
Leave a CommentWhen I have fears that I shall cease to be,
I know the ugly beauty of that truth.
there is a crack. it was never there beforeit was not there yesterdayyesterday, I was wholetoday, there is a holea gap where once there was togethernessnow there are sides this…
Leave a CommentI’ve seen these hills before, in memories of tales and half-remembered dreams of ages gone. A snow-capped snippet of a textbook childhood, immensely tall from shouldered vantage, urging my father…
Leave a CommentBack in 1997, my wife grew tired of my bashing her country music tastes and challenged me to pen a country song myself, if I thought it was so easy. …
Leave a CommentYes. But then again, No. I mean, perhaps, on Saturday, if it’s fine. But it probably won’t be. Soon, though. Very soon. Promise. And no phones this time. For once.…
Leave a Commentthe rain from the sky it falls the beautiful notice it most of all the beautiful up from the earth they spring they bring us the sun in the bluest…
Leave a Commentone fry joint looks pretty much another they all really sorta look the same everybody knows you need to work there but no one seems to need to know your…
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