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Writers Corner for April 6, 2012

Coeur d'Alene Press | UPDATED 14 years, 5 months AGO
| April 6, 2012 9:00 PM

We all have a fire,

That keeps burning,

Fueling our every decision.

When the Flame goes dark,

Our vision gets smoky,

But when the Flame brightens,

Our lives are filled with,

Light, warmth and strength.

When life gets tough,

Keep your fire bright,

To light the path you decide to take.

- Tayler Ekness, age 12, Post Falls

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WEATHER COMMENTARY

Rain drops falling hard and fast

It seems that spring has come at last

The old barn boards grey with age

Here sit and soak up another page

Another season that has come and gone

This last Winter didn't really stay too long

Right now the creek out front is overflowing

Where has gone the sun with it's warm glowing

I suppose we'll see it more around July

We might even see ninety for a high

But honestly I sure do like the rain

It seems in a way to melt the pain

The downpour on my roof is soothing

When my heart it seems beyond amusing

Yes there is a reason for all sorts of weather

Perhaps the sunshine would not be better

I know that you my friend may prefer it

But that I fear is by no means a deterrent

To me from thanking God for the damp

Cold soggy air as I sit by my lamp

I love that sound of rushing water

Even if my friends it does bother

So let's enjoy and soak it up while it lasts

For we know that all these times will pass

- Will Dole, Plummer

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NEVER JUDGE A MAN BY HIS COLLAR

I saw a shadow standing alongside the road.

I could see he was Carrying a heavy load.

So I gave this man a ride. Soon it

was obvious he had lost all his pride.

I looked deep into his eyes and he had no disguise.

This man was a scholar wearing a hobo's collar.

It was clear, he once was on top of life.

He mentioned something about a wife and three

Kids before he hit the skids.

With a caring heart I gave this Shadow a little light. I don't know if I eased his pain as told Him my story of a love lost in vain.

As the miles went by I began to see a smile in his eye.

I shared a few moments with this man.

Before we parted he had a new life plan.

He May have worn a hobo's collar.

But when he left my car he was scholar.

- Keith Sargent, Mullan

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