Angela L. Burke Poems

Here I sit, on my knees
Underneath the Dogwood trees.
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A summer night in Mississippi
Spent in Coldwater Bottoms
Down gravel roads and cotton rows
And places long forgotten
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Back up in them hills
Down them old gravel roads
There are strange things that happen
That few people knows.
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Once there was a field of sweetgrass
Where a lonely oak tree stood.
And underneath it's branches
Stood a picket fence of wood.
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There is an old dirt driveway
That leads up through the woods
To an old, abandoned farmhouse
That for one hundred years, has stood.
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Once upon a time, the year of 1867
A lovely girl named Addie,
Met a charming man named Evan.
She left her home and all she'd known
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The sounds of footsteps in the hall,
Pictures falling off the wall,
Bumps and taps all through the night,
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