Marilyn Lott Poems

He started as a tiny little plant
Within my flower bed
I could have pulled him up
But I chose to keep him instead.
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Her name is Black Eyed Susan
Dark velvety her pedals are
If she were in a contest
Well, she truly would be a star.
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I guess they wonder why I take
The time to make things nice
When holidays are here I like
The house to smell like spice
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Native American men
Have seven philosophies
That guides them through life
And through all eternity
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I was driving to town this morning
It was cold for it is late fall
And as I drove I notice a lady jogging
She wasn’t short nor was she tall
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He was green, and big and strong
I was impressed at what I saw
Right out of the farm showroom
So pure, innovative and raw
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They are as country as country can be
Been around for many years
Their usefulness innumerable
They quiet so many fears
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Autumn is my favorite time
As leaves turn to red and gold
Chill upon our world again
We watch the season now unfold
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It was an accidental house fire
That took a tragic turn
And because of this there was
Pain caused from massive burns
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Don’t you love Thanksgiving food?
There is no meal that can compare
And the main thing I love most about it
With family and friends I always share
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