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by Howard L Johnson,
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Natures Window
A poem by Howard Louis Johnson
Title : Natures Window
I feel the wind, it chills the night
My body screams to this winters bite
The frost clings hard upon my browe
all is calm it's snowing now
The birds wont sing thier spring time songs
as we sit by are fire as are nights grow long
we will gaze out our windows far across the fields
And dream of the beauty this winter will yield
in Natures window
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In my life I have mastered 357 different trades and jobs no matter what group I was in I was the best of the group always but you know doing and being that will never satisfy you a searcher always looking for the unknown not for the greatness of dicovery but for the satisfaction of knowledge I can never get enough I want to and need to know everything you see we have been here before many times and fucked it up that many times we will look like the moon and mars after we fuck this time up I will be moving on to my next life but always remaining with the same goal in mund trying to fix the world and make it happy for all that are living
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In Loving Memory
Terry Lee Fink
06/03/1950 - 04/20/2009
My Best Friend
Ruth Ellen Graf
best mom ever
sept 9/30/34 -6/25/20
Wallace Albert Johnson
a great human
5/27/55 - 6/21/20
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