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Poetry By Luke Delia. Monday, August 2, 2010. Life on the Farm. Life on the Farm. Spring is here and the sun is back. Life in the greenhouse will now begin. Seedlings grow as the days go by. Eager young plants trying to sprout high. Summer is here and the warmth is back. Life in the fields will now begin. Everyday is a changing scene. All the plants are now very green. Fall is here and harvest is back. Life in the barn will now begin. The clock is running; it’s a big race. Monday, July 26, 2010. The days...

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Poetry By Luke Delia. Monday, August 2, 2010. Life on the Farm. Life on the Farm. Spring is here and the sun is back. Life in the greenhouse will now begin. Seedlings grow as the days go by. Eager young plants trying to sprout high. Summer is here and the warmth is back. Life in the fields will now begin. Everyday is a changing scene. All the plants are now very green. Fall is here and harvest is back. Life in the barn will now begin. The clock is running; it’s a big race. Monday, July 26, 2010. The days...

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Poetry By Luke Delia: 07/01/2010 - 08/01/2010

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Poetry By Luke Delia. Monday, July 26, 2010. Tires slipping across wet stones. Dirt spitting, engine roaring. A sudden leap forward. Traction again, gripping like sandpaper. Steep slopes giving way. Thoughts flood my mind. Will the tires grip like claws. Will the mountain give us calm. The treasures await us. All the risks are worthwhile. To reach the summit takes courage. To reach the summit means reward. Fossils abound, wet stones cold,. Wiping away the mud reveals the past. The treasures brought home.

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Poetry By Luke Delia: Quest for Fossils

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Poetry By Luke Delia. Monday, July 26, 2010. Tires slipping across wet stones. Dirt spitting, engine roaring. A sudden leap forward. Traction again, gripping like sandpaper. Steep slopes giving way. Thoughts flood my mind. Will the tires grip like claws. Will the mountain give us calm. The treasures await us. All the risks are worthwhile. To reach the summit takes courage. To reach the summit means reward. Fossils abound, wet stones cold,. Wiping away the mud reveals the past. The treasures brought home.

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Poetry By Luke Delia: Life on the Farm

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Poetry By Luke Delia. Monday, August 2, 2010. Life on the Farm. Life on the Farm. Spring is here and the sun is back. Life in the greenhouse will now begin. Seedlings grow as the days go by. Eager young plants trying to sprout high. Summer is here and the warmth is back. Life in the fields will now begin. Everyday is a changing scene. All the plants are now very green. Fall is here and harvest is back. Life in the barn will now begin. The clock is running; it’s a big race. Life on the Farm.

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Poetry By Luke Delia: Tall and Proud

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Poetry By Luke Delia. Sunday, July 25, 2010. Seed no more it grew tall and proud. The days, the months, the years go by. Not like the small wanted a crowd. No, alone it stands majestic and high. In spring the buds bloom telling. The same old story every year. In summer the leaves wave to me. Saying hello and good cheer. The fall brings leaves of yellow and brown. They rustle in the wind saying goodbye. Though they sway to and fro to the ground. A new seed would like to touch the sky.

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Poetry By Luke Delia. Monday, August 2, 2010. Life on the Farm. Life on the Farm. Spring is here and the sun is back. Life in the greenhouse will now begin. Seedlings grow as the days go by. Eager young plants trying to sprout high. Summer is here and the warmth is back. Life in the fields will now begin. Everyday is a changing scene. All the plants are now very green. Fall is here and harvest is back. Life in the barn will now begin. The clock is running; it’s a big race. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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