If you feel run down, sad, or just feel negitive

walk in a differant direction, it might  just be the right one to take

Ban-croi

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Summer Storms

As the wind screamed through the hollow trees

Tearing at the very fabric of the leaves

And shimmering rain swept the roof's

And barn doors clattered in time with frighten hooves

An old tree fell by the barn side gate

In a strange quirk of fate

It did not harm man nor beast

But shattered an old feed box where rats once live, but now deceased

And in the darkness of the storm

I saw a man standing with cloak all worn

With that a hat that covered his eyes

And something dark by his side

I did what any brave man would do

And joined the dog in hiding too

The door did creek, as that dark figure crept silently in

And from his flash light I could see him grin

He could see me and the dog in our hidey hole

With two bottles of Jim Beam to the bed he did stroll

What a night with Uncle Jack, drinking and laughing

As thunder and rain and lightning did crack

Whiteheart/ ban-croi