by G. R. Thomas A Daughter & A Son Well it's hot summer time again and I am following the little chickens around trying to find shade. Everyone has a family and I was lucky enough to have a daughter and a son. So I wrote this poem about them.... When the white horse and his rider come after me, Though I may be rich and my wealth you may never see When the white horse and his rider goes by Where everything ceases to be Till next time, God Bless and goodbye. |
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