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Memories of the Bush
(Rosevale to Charleville)


Published by Patricia Jones at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 Patricia Jones

 







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My First Love

I loved him when I was
little more than a child.

He was tall, blonde and
six feet tall.

He had the curliest hair
I had ever seen on a blonde.





Rain For Christmas

I woke up on Christmas morning
And it was raining.

Colin, the collie, trailed mud into the house,
but we didn’t mind as it was Christmas Day.

Then we heard the sound of the Honda coming down the lane.
It was young Allan
going home to his parents for Christmas.

He brought a Christmas parcel for us.
a new record player.

Allan said he nearly died when he found
that he’d brought a record player out on the back of a motor bike
in the rain on Christmas Day.

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