My name is Francis Tolliver I come from Liverpool Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here, I fough...

On the day that school let out My sister and me Walk the fields behind our house To find our Christmas tree She was six years older So she led the way As we a w...

I am just a plumber, And I take pride in my jo I know every inch of piping, Underneath the streets of Gro Now overhead I hear a dread one hundred thousand stron...

New mown hay on a July morn Grandkids running through the knee-high corn Sunburned nose and a scabbed-up knee From the rope at the white oak tree Just another s...

I was out in the garden pulling up some weeds When I had got to the place where I had planted those seeds It was the biggest thing that I'd ever seen Like a gia...