Marilyn Lott Poems

Wild Mary was an exciting gal
For those who watched her show
She wasn’t just an oil well because
There were enormous gases below
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A senseless act of hatred can change
Everything in a horrifying minute
It is impossible to understand
And so many lives are destroyed with it
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As I passed through British Columbia
The Yukon wild and free
I pondered and I pondered
A question was plaguing me
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Do you ever wonder how we can
Remember so many things?
Our memory bank is endless
With all the thoughts life brings
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Red dirt patch amongst the trees
Dead trees scattered all around
So many thoughts came to mind
As I looked at this blood-red ground
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t’s been nine years, Lord
But the memories linger on
Please continue to help loved ones
Of the victims to be strong
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Remember when as children
We would look up at the stars
Wish that we could fly there
Up to Juniper or Mars
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A fun part of the summertime
Is being out in nature
Pack a lunch and take a ride
In the country fresh and pure
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Always walking the line of yesterday
Cruisin’ those red dirt roads
Seeing old worn out barns where
Precious animals were once in their folds
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What a hardworking guy he was
My dad, is who I mean
He’s gone now, you know
Some things seem like a dream
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