Marilyn Lott Poems

This time of year always brings
Many remembrances back to me
My family gathered closely
Singing carols by the tree
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Have you ever watched wild Geese
In a lake as the sun goes down?
The darkness creates ghostly shadows
The colors are black and brown
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I was headin’ for the Lucky 13
And it was a relaxing day for me
Those ‘ole red dirt roads
Took me past some spring-time trees
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It seems like only yesterday
That mom carefully hoed the ground
Making rows long and straight
She was the best gardener around
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They were so beautiful, these ladies
Just like the movie stars
For a selected beauties chosen
That were truly the best by far
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My church is made of Sandstone
So beautiful outside and in
I take each Sunday seriously
As I address my daily sins
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From the emerald rolling hills
Dotted with meandering sheep
To the treasured Sweetheart Abey
I can see it all in my sleep
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My ancestors were, as you know
Scottish to the core
I traveled to Barwinnock, Scotland
I always love to see more
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On the ground and in the sky
We enjoy such lovely scenes
The beauty is just astonishing
And almost like a dream
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One thing exciting about winter
Is what’s just around the curve
The temperature starts to warm
Oh, so well deserved
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