William H. Bass


The South - Poem by William H. Bass

From the trout streams in the hills.To the boardwalks on the beach.
We all have goals to reach.
We belive in helping our neighbors & holding a door.
Thing is, you dont see that much anymore.
Everyone is in a hurry & such a rush!
Have we forgotton our manners, that once was a must?

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  • (7/22/2007 2:04:00 PM)

    this is soo true.. we have forgotten our manners.. we have forgotten our respect for another (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011


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