Marilyn Lott Poems

Across our hay field I watch
As leaves turn to gold
All through the huge Maple trees
So brilliant, cheerful and bold
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I’ll tell you about a wonderful park
I know because I went there one time
It has fountains and flowers so lovely
No prettier park could you ever find
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Mikey the Mole came calling
One sunny August day
He had no respect for my flowers
Got busy with no further delay
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They come in every shape and size
From across our cherished land
They come in every age and color too
And they always take a stand
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I cannot begin to imagine
What it’s like to be in a tornado’s path
It has to shake the soul of man
To be part of nature’s wrath
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I crossed the bridge on Route 66
Over the deeply frozen river
The air was cold and icy
It could make a polar bear shiver
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It’s so beautiful in the evening
When the sun is dropping down
It’s time to stop and ponder
And take inventory, I’ve found
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There is nothing quite like a sunrise
To start a new day out right
The colors are so amazing
And are such a welcome sight
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It is an exciting tradition in Yukon
Parades with horses and fun
You must stop by and visit
Even if you’re out on the run
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It came spiraling down from above
This twisting darkened thing
We looked to the sky in horror
What damage would this one bring?
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