Secret Of Life Poem by John McCornack

Secret Of Life



Look for the clouds on the western horizon
As they help the sun paint the country side
With the golden rays to bath the windmills
Sunsets have become my secret life guide

With red dirt roads leading to many places
So many chances to view the western sky
Magic ice that always remembers red barns
Magic ice that is obvious to all that pass by

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John McCornack

John McCornack

Yukon, Oklahoma
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