has gone, given way to clear skies,
a wind dancing with trees.
I know Nature does not possess
the gifts we are given
but there are some of hers
I wish were mine.
-Byron Hoot
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Selected Poems & Photos by Seth M. Lewis
“When I Come Home” I get this feeling when I come home. It’s the feeling That I got- Today: when I crossed the Red River barreling toward Ja...
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