James McLain

Gold Star - 40,674 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

One Southern Man - Poem by James McLain

And he was.
What is family for.
In the end as before.
Humble in youth,
to the many.
Because of the bills,
Plowed fields cotton picked.
How do we as one.
Know before the end comes.
In a dream,
I found out about this.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, January 21, 2013

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