Tag: A Heap O’Living Poem
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Description of a true home. “A Heap O’Living” Poem by Edgar A. Guest (May 2008)
Good morning out there! Do we say good morning if it’s thundering and lightening? The “aurora” is just now showing her face, barely on the horizon, with no birds daring enough to get out and sing a greeting with her. We have a beautiful little yellow bird that made her presence known yesterday morning. Then…