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A Simple Story
tales of my life
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Beloved...
I was not a saint
nor ever a king;
t`was your own half thought
that song did sing.
I am a humble man
of meager orgins still;
yet my soul does
with words
blue skies dare to fill.
My simple name a blessing
upon me bestowed;
by my mother
after the dear doctor
who slapped me
ere first i crowed.
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David L. Bayard
Served 4 years as Navy Corpsman, became a Nurse , worked as Registered Nurse for 32 years
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