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No matter, what you're party,
No matter, if you live remote.
Please care, about this Nation
And use your right to vote.
If you don't like what's happening
Or even if you do.
The future of this land,
Depends upon votes from you.

Every one please vote.

Where are your thoughts, my little one?
What words are you, trying to say?
You told me that, "this isn't fun",
As I listen to you, every day.
I see the struggle, in your eyes
And all your frustration, in those sighs.
You are working so hard, to remember,
Things that happened, in last years September.
You began saying and I won't dismiss,
"You can't continue to live like this."
It's not about, what we go through,
It's what can I do for you?
I wish I knew, my darling bride,
Of what to do and stem the tide,
As days go by, again and again,
With you my love, I will remain.

If your soul, is going to heaven,
Don't live life, like your a Seven-Eleven.

The World can be a cruel place,
When there's so much hate of a Race.

For some puzzling reason, our great nation,
Has become one of hate and aberration
Of what we, would like to be,
Full of life's love and of charity.
What must we do, that's not remote,
Is get to the polls and vote.

Don't become a statistic
When you drive.
Remember your goal
Is to stay alive.

It matters what your vote, may be.
It matters that you, don't sit idly.
Voting is your right, to focus attention,
On all that happens, that needs intervention.
Vote, Vote, Vote

On this day, the eleventh of September,
I pray that our citizens, will remember,
The strength of all, the people involved,
Who stood up to fear, walking tall.
There were much, too many victims dying,
While volunteers and first responders, were trying
To save their lives, even their own,
Before they could, the towers came down.
This loss of life, on eleven September,
We must pledge to always remember.

Note. I wrote this on 9/11/2018 but lost it in my files.

L a n d s c a p e

This day of sadness, is bringing forth,
Mixed emotions, of love, pain and sorrow,
For the loss of a loved one,
Who will not be seeing, another tomorrow.
The loss is full of grief and sadness,
With prayers to all, who must remain,
To carry on today and another morrow.
My prayers for you, now must begin,
My heart is broken, for your loss.
May God bless you, one and all.

Unable to sleep, the night before,
Waking, for that morning moment,
When arising, in the darkest black,
Eating a breakfast, of eggs and bacon,
Anxious to leave.
The anticipation, of seeing your
First animal, at any moment,
Carries you through the morning
And when, that moment happens,
Excitement, courses through
Your veins, overpowering
All your senses.
The shortness of breath,
Blood pounding in your temples
And then swiftly,
The animals are gone
And you're alone.

Here it is, 5 a.m. and I have been,
awake for hours.
Perhaps, I can write the words,
rattling around, in my head
and so, I'll make an effort,
to remove all the dread,
of ever being able to sleep,
for more than 2 hours,
in my warm, comfy bed.
Sleeping in my recliner,
is not a problem
as attested by my wife.
Switching to another page,
as I feel these many words,
trying to escape to paper.