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About Me and My Poetry

Born 1935 in a half dug out near the " Pack Saddle Bridge," within five miles of the small town of Camargo,Oklahoma, growning up during the Dust Bowl days and amid the early days of the Texas Panhandle Oil Fields, observing WW11 as a child, graduating from Borger,Texas High School and marrying in the early fifties, raising two children Tonya and Brenton through the sixties and seventies and taking care of her parents and parent-in-laws through the nineteen nineties has given Omajean Lewis a unique perspective on life. When not traveling and enjoying her family with her husband Dalton of 61 years, Oma is active as an artist, photographer,poet and writer. In 2012 she was chosen, "Pampa Fine Arts Association, Artist of The Year."

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When ever I open my mouth to speak
I've often contemplated my verbal view,
I feel all those in hearing distance,
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Each year my heart,
Follows a familiar path,
Through my Christmas memories,
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Children of the broad fields,
Brought forth before the morning sun,
Laborbers of earlier times,
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I remember dirty little faces,
Clothes so tattered and torn,
Thin and gaunt from hunger,
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An English teacher once told me,
Your no Lord Bryon or John Keats,
Over many long years,
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When my sister and I were young,
We were naive to say the least,
We played red rover and hop scotch,
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In front of these walls,
We stand and wait,
All for  nothing,
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My sister and I were bakers,
Of the very best kind,
We whipped up chocolate cakes,
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Our auntie owned a feather bed,
We wouild sleep in now and then,
When we went to grandmothers,
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From my heart and soul I speak,
Of a man strong and quiet,
Of a man who labored on shifts,
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