Best Poem of R. Glenn Disney

The Red-Winged Blackbird
My hands are loosed from chains
The field awaits my presence today
A while longer, the sun's heat remains
The toil, my bones in pain do pay

I stretch my arms, present my hands
Another night in bound condition
And dream of oasis in welcome lands
That cools my skin and reverse attrition

My . . .
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The Boy Who Dreamed To China
Many years the tale's been old
Many times the tale's been told
Many folks have yearned to hear
'Bout the boy who dreamed to China

Just sit right back and take it ease
Think o'er land and think o'er seas
'Cause this is where the boy grew up
'Fore he dreamed to China

His grandpa told him one . . .
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