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HOLDING THAT PICTURE FRAME
by Dale Hudgins Copyright 2000-2003
All rights reserved. No part of this poem may be
reproduced in any form without written consent of the author.
I was sitting on the front porch, just thinking and listening,
And, I heard that train whistle blowing,
And, it, reminded me of that day, you left,
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