There was once a time
when cottages once stood
where concrete now lays.
Just little wooden structures
- they were
with a kitchen and some rooms.
A temporary place some called home
before working the Ancora Psychiatric Ward.
I remember those little buildings, I have friends who used to work there, and I used to go in and out with an ambulance company dropping off patients...was always worried they would keep me, now I would pay for a vacation there, LOL! I always used the Inspection station just up the street there...still do as a matter of fact...Ed & Rufuz
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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