Helene Toole Howard Poems

I have friends with feet of clay
Marred and marked in many ways
Flawed imperfections seeping through
Characters sealed with casein glue
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Daddy why are we in court today
Please I don't want to go away
Mommy left us when she died
Keep us with you, Daddy I cried
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In the church I sat down
Looked up front and all around
In my heart I was really glad
Mommy has been gone
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I have three little cowgirls
That lives so far away
If I could become a cowgirl
I'd ride down San Marcos way
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From Dust To Dust

From the elements of this beautiful earth
We were created and given birth
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