I wrote the above and scanned it on my old computer. The above story has traveled from computer to computer. I cannot fix the errs from the original story. My brother Terry Joel (on the right) grew up to have afro hair like my mother.
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I lost all my poems on my email. I decided that creating this blog of mainly poems will keep them safe. The following poem was written on...
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To be © Donna Rae Lands To be who you are destined to be… It is you and not necessarily thee… Visions at times can be our signs of poetic ...
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We all are born and we all die. In the end it all separated by your dash. Make your dash count from when you are born and when you die. Tw...
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