The roads are paved
The fields are lawns
Houses stand
Where horses grazed
Where horses grazed
But the swing still hangs
From the old oak tree
Where the ashes of my
Grandparents lay
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About Me
- WONDERBOY'S MOM
- Dusted with dark clouds, red pepper and rainbow sprinkles. Absent of strength and sanity: i once read that "wandering doesn't mean you are lost" but when you are the mom of a wonderboy you need to stop for some directions along the way or have a ds handy.
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