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Alexander McNeill Poems
A Pair of Shoe's
I got a pair of shoe's to fit you, though possibly not your size, but before you get your pen out, to cross the T's, and Dot the I's,
Land of my Father.
Land of my Father, of trouble, and green, of hardship, and famine of beauty unseen, land of my family land of my blood, of shades of sadness, and life full of good.
89% of men incarcerated in the US have never known, or had any relationship with Their Fathers. Strike the shepherd, and the flock will flee,
He gives His Beloved Sleep
Behold the beauty of the setting sun, that kisses the earth, when the day is done, then smiles once more as eventide falls, and adorns the night as watchmen calls,
loves greatest teasure
Were Einstein, and Newton with equations at hand, freeze the fabric of time at my command, and sieze in one instant the moment of time, where the sun would stand still and shadows decline.
Comments about Alexander McNeill
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
A Pair of Shoe's
I got a pair of shoe's to fit you,
though possibly not your size,
but before you get your pen out,
to cross the T's, and Dot the I's,
wouldn't you like to know the truth,
and not the lies.
To put my feet in your shoes,
would probably be a squeeze,
and to walk any length of distance,
bring me to my knee's,
so why do you walk in judgement,
and never hear my plea's.
I got a pair of comfy shoe's,
though they're possibly not your style,
let's see if they are comfortable,
after you've done a mile,
or would you change you opinion, ...