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Thoughts from the Heartland

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PrairieChat – Thoughts from the Heartland PrairieChat Thoughts from the Heartland Menu Skip to content About Clarence Favorite Quotes Genealogy Photography Poetry November 30, 2021 by PrairieChat A Summer Place Memories -CJ Holm I knew a special place just beyond the glen Where summer never ended and I would lead my men Just below the treetops, far beyond the fray A sturdy wooden warship, where my dreams would always stay Sailing for adventure in the cottonwood leaves, Branches were my ladders on these open seas My wooden saber slashing, risking a certain death I fought till the foe was beaten or I was out of breath. We’d capture a pirate’s treasure, that my mates would store away, Then sing a seaman’s shanty, till daylight turned to grey. When mother called time for supper, I would turn and say, We had set sail for adventure, tomorrow is another day. Posted in Blog , Foolish thoughts , Poetry | Tagged fortress , Sailing , ...

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