Sandra Conner Poems

I am a raindrop.
I'm looking for a place to plop.
I'm falling quickly and cannot stop.

I don't know where I'd like to be,
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Barefoot boy goin' down the road
On his way to the fishin' hole.
Faded overalls and an old straw hat,
'Cross his shoulder a wooden pole.
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Give me a private hideaway,
Where quiet is amplified,
No harsh intrusions of busy worlds,
Just nature, satisfied.
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Is it mouses or is it mice?
I've asked this question more than twice.
As I sit before my monitor,
I'm quite sure I am just not sure.
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Hurry, Tilly, the water's rising;
We must lead all the horses from the barn.
Hurry, Tilly, the water's rising;
Find the cow and calf so they don't come to harm.
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I found a locket nestled 'neath a tree.
It sparkled, and it twinkle, and it surely winked at me.

It looked forlorn, forgotten, skimmed with dew,
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A crown,
A diadem,
A shackle placed upon the brow.
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"What will Christmas bring, Mom? "
"Why, Son, 'twill bring you lots of toys and joys."
"What else will Christmas bring, Mom? "
"Well, fun and games with other girls and boys."
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LOVE ON THE LINE

I read about a Navy guy;
'Twas during World War II;
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I woke to face another day,
No glad expectancy,
For heavy disappointments were all
Weighing down on me.
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