Classic poem of the day
Old-fashioned letters! How good they were!
And nobody writes them now;
Never at all comes in the scrawl
On the written pages which told us all
The news of town and the folks we knew,
And what they had done or were going to do.
It seems we've forgotten how
To spend an hour with our pen in hand
To write in the language we understand.
Old-fashioned letters we used to get
And ponder each fond line o'er;
The glad words rolled like run......
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Uncle Sam drags his red, white, and blue feet, his own military he's underserved- their medical care so incomplete, many live on the street, this tragedy repeats, repeats, repeats.
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