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It isn’t Monday
Not really, anyway The Sun doesn’t know what name we give its arrival It doesn’t know a morning from a night A day from a week An hour from a lifetime The chickens don’t know the work week starts today They don’t know they’ve had the weekend off They might even lay their…
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And Where Was I?
I wish I knew how to be a better friend Not just to him, but to everyone I know Where was I when we lost him from among the living? Where was I when we were taking our last picture together? Where was I when we laughed for the last time? Where was I when…
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“Things I Screamed but No One Heard” release letter
Things I Screamed but No One Heard (and all the other secrets I’m willing to sell for $19.99) Available now ONLY in hardback and ONLY at Barnes & Noble (https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/things-i-screamed-but-no-one-heard-harrison-davidson/1148160568?ean=9798317699512) As the prophet said, “I don’t have to say a lot more about the way I feel about Ric Flair… no respect, no honor! There…
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Wishing at the Oak
__________________________________________________________ Near acres green and brown With Fall leaves falling down; Where wind blows softly through The grass still wet with dew. The red and orange skies, Which light up overhead, Proclaim the new sun’s rise To wake all but the dead. In twilight’s dawning sun A witch was all but done With finishing her…
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The Same Rain
The same rain that nurtures a fruit can become its root’s demise The same rain that makes the mud can clean the skies The same rain that whets a blade can rust a shield The same rain that waters the flowers can flood the field
Harrison Davidson Books 