Tag Archives: Highway

Moving To Indiana 2004

Moving to Indiana 2004by Michael DoylePulling up to the state lineThe moment we crossed overThe rain began October 24, 20004 I swear it seemed to have no end40 days in, the jokes beganShould I build an arkThere would be no … Continue reading

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Until My Eyes Close

Until My Eyes Closeby Michael DoyleThe other day, I was so tiredIt seemed my life was a tearAnd though the coffee kept me firedMy heart felt troubled and insincereLike I wished that I could find an exitFrom this highway, I … Continue reading

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Happy Mother’s Day, Too

My ex-wife could never gracefully receive a present.  Not just from me but from our daughters, they tell me.  Still, despite all, there is one gift I would yet give her on this day particularly after the reminders received over … Continue reading

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