|Barry Sharpe (#46506320)|
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Country boy, bon vivant and ranch owner near Sparks, Oklahoma, USA.|
I am a lover of history, fascinated by the untold stories behind events. I confess my addiction to literature of all sorts: poetry, drama and comedy. And, of course, the odd mystery here and there.
Always be very, very careful with your olives. A good martini ain't just a drink, it's a meal!
For corrections, please e-mail me. Please make sure the subject line reads: FIND-A-GRAVE. Thank you in advance & may God bless & keep you.
I have not lived within life's fences.
Nor ever plowed the straight row.
I've always shifted circumstances.
Like wind within the wheat row.
My crops have always grown and bloomed.
Then wilted on life's vines.
Victims of what I once assumed
Would be tomorrow's harvest times.
My forty acres then went untilled
Nor have I sought for more
Till weeds choked out dreams unfulfilled
And fruits rot to the core.
One more harvest awaits my plow
Fresh seeds to germinate.
I cannot be distracted now
Life's rows must be plowed straight.
Barry Sharpe - 1994
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|Mark White||John J Williams 34th Infantry|
Sir, do you have any information on John Williams who died at Palmito? Any letters home, letters from his home, any thing. Thanks Mark. Please email me firstname.lastname@example.org
Thank you so much for stopping by. May you and your family have a Wonderful Holiday Season!
Added by Mary on Dec 14, 2010 6:33 PM
One heck of a beautiful poem from 1994 Barry! It really shows truth, if one takes the time to hear the words. God bless you.