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A Place Called Jackson
(22.9.28 / Portsmouth England)

A Place Called Jackson

Poem By Joyce Hemsley

With tearful eyes I said my goodbyes
To Aunt and Uncle, many years ago.
Their home was Jackson Tennessee
Where Pearl River waters floweth free.
Elvis~ a friendly potentate
Was their 'Rock-a-Billy' man so great,
Now, in mid August of each year
The constellation of Jackson churches
Pay homage to that name so dear.

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I love Joyce’s poem. We used to e-mail years back. I lost track and I sad about that
A great tribute poem to your aunt & uncle.
My second visit to this poem is equally rewarding. This lends the place being described here a special touch with a nostalgic charm. Thanks again.
With tearful eyes I said my goodbyes To Aunt and Uncle, many years ago. Nostalgic, very tragic to leave the dear one. Thanks poet. 10
Now, in mid August of each year The constellation of Jackson churches Pay homage to that name so dear. Nice poem. Thanks


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