C.A. Morrow Poems
- Vermont Twisting roads through green speckled hills Red ...
- Parisian April Rain drips icicily on Paris's April quay As ...
- A Summer Field Resting on the slope of a summer field A ...
- The Fox And Hound If life is a fox, are we the howling hound?...
- From From the hammer to the anvil From the sheath to the ...
- Love At Sunset In Key West I held your heart close as the red...
- Stitch In Time So is it the pain that meanders through my ...
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Twisting roads through green speckled hills
Red barns that dot a summer long gone
Skiers seeking perennial winter thrills
In woodlands deep and silently strong
From here to Newhart and Frost they go
To a spirit of Yankee grace and solitude
Where people in tone pleasantly speak
And show God their eternal gratitude
It is a long road that I've often taken
When my mind must gain peace from want
And leave my troubles behind forsaken
As I cross that brook into green Vermont