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A Boy is Born

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A Boy is Born

Twas in the city

Of Matagalpa

On a damp, wet night

In the poor side of town

A boy is born

The father long gone

His Mother all alone

He haunted the streets

In Matagalpa

He begged for food

Stole when he could

Learned to be a fighter

To survive the streets

In Matagalpa

Coming of age

He shined shoes

Then joined the army

Told them, he wanted

To be a truck driver

As the years moved on

He saved his money

Bid his time, left the army

Started a trucking business

In Matagalpa

He was now a self-made

Businessman

The trucks became numerous

The money being made

For the boy, now a man

In Matalgalpa

He married his sweetheart

A daughter was born

He never dreamed of

Raised with love

Promised her an education

That he couldn’t have

Ken Bennison

Deja – vu All Over Again

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Concepcion Volcano, Ometepe Island, Nicaragua

Deja – vu All Over Again

Got me a red Mustang

Wrapped around me

Cruising down the blacktop

Doing a hundred and twenty

Far away stars lighting

My world

The landscape blurring behind me

As the night draws down

I can’t get her

Out of my mind

Her image haunts me

Like a dark shadow

My mind is tormented

My mind is in a fog

For the love.. for the love

Of a girl

Deja – vu all over again

The burdens and weaknesses

It is a road not taken

For the love of a girl

Deja-vu….

Deja – vu all over again

Deja – vu all over again

The tenderness of being loved

To feel the love, freely given

Light as a feather

Deep as the sea…

Waiting on a Sunday

To feel the love

To promise you

All of my tomorrows

The landscape blurring behind me

Just me and my mustang

Lost in thought

Waiting on a Sunday

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Ometepe is an island formed by two volcanoes rising from Lake Nicaragua in the Republic of Nicaragua. Its name derives from the Nahuatl words ome and tepetl, meaning two mountains. It is the largest island in Lake Nicaragua

Grandpa And I

I was four years old

Swinging on the gate

The street is empty

Waiting for my grandpa

To come and fetch me

I was excited, as I waited

My bag was packed

Watchingthe street

For that big ole car

To come up the street

The sound of a car

Coming round the corner

In a cloud of dust

Braking at the gate

Kissed Mamma goodbye

Bag in hand, Grandpa waiting

Climbed in the front seat

He tousled my hair

Gave me a hug

With a big warm smile

We stopped up town

For a Coke and ice cream

At Belfoy’s Store

Then left town, heading home

To the farm

But times have changed

My Grandpa is gone

The farm is no more

It is now a memory

To fondly remember

I think back in time

At that magical time

A special bond we had

Just Grandpa and me

Time shared together

Ken Bennison

Concepcion Volcano, Ometepe Island, Nicaragua

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Concepcion Volcano, Ometepe Island, Nicaragua

To watch the cloud movement around a volcano is an experience to behold. You could watch this for hours and the scene will constantly change.

I captured this cloud formation with just the peak showing. It appears like an island in the mist.

That is it for now. Happy trails

Volcano in The Mist

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Concepcion Volcano, Ometepe Island, Nicauraga

To watch the cloud movement around a volcano is an experience to behold. You could watch this for hours and the scene will constantly change.

I captured this cloud formation with just the peak showing. It appears like an island in the mist.

That is it for now. Happy trails

 

I Asked Her Why

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Concepcion Volcano, Ometepe Island, Nicauraga

 

 

I Asked Her Why

I sat by the window

When I saw her coming

She approached the door

I knew what was wrong

Her face was swollen

Her eyes blackened

A tear rolled down

Her cheek

I took her in my arms

As gently as I could

Holding her close

Asking her why

She said he was drunk

Just started swinging

For no reason at all

She ran out the door

With no where to run

She came to me

Knowing that I would

Comfort her

I held her away

Looking her in the eye

I asked her why

She allows this to happen

She hugged me hard

Said that I was

The only one who cared

For her

She whispered softly to me

That she finally realized

That I was the one

She truly loved

She began to cry

As I stroked her hair

I told her that

I loved her