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[aid] => mick
[title] => Nomads of the Prairie (the lowly tumbleweed)
[time] => 2003-11-12 22:18:29
[hometext] => I drew this analogy from watching the tumbleweeds racing across our property in Montana
[bodytext] => The wind is their master The fences their captor Racing to reach their destination Was this the reason for their creation They hurry and scurry across the land Never stopping for long like a gypsy band One reaches a fence but has to stop One on another 'til they reach the top Over one goes but freedom is fleeting Next time on the bottom taking the beating They struggle and strain again to be free To tumble and fly as they were meant to be What are we to make of this prairie brush Don't we do the same in our daily rush Some on the bottom, some on the top We fight to make it, we can not stop We get caught in the snares that pull us low Others roll over us, how cruel the blow Never giving up that makes us strong If we get to the top - take another along [comments] => 1 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Peg [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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