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J. Evelyn Sears

United States of America
J. Evelyn Sears
United States of America
Sunday, June 18, 2006

In My Wintery Days

In my wintery days,
I see my Mom,
and she has the jazz on.
And, in my dreams,
I believe that my Dad
has his guitar out
and playing.

And, in all my memories,
I see my Grandma
has the flute out.
And my Grandpa and Uncle
played the bass drum.
And my Aunt
played the tamborine.

And Sasha,
Maggie,
and Mike played
the triangle.

And, so many people
have been in the band.

But I got more...
this is made from me.
J. Evelyn Sears
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COMMENTS
Evelyn Ayers-Marsh 04 April 2007
I really like your poems. They're awesome. When I was a girl, my name was Evelyn Sears and I grew up to be a poet. You're J. Evelyn Sears and already an amazing poet. No wonder you're Dad is so proud of you!
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A. Michael Sears 18 June 2006
I love your poetry. You make a daddy proud, keep up the amazing work, baby. Love, Papa.
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