Stories, Old Ragged Verse, Letters to and from mountain cousins by Storyteller and Appalachian Humorist Stephen Hollen. Enjoy the humor and bittersweet memories of Eastern Kentucky and a place where the mist crawls down the mountainside ''like molasses on a cold plate''
It is not difficult To forget to look up To stop the tasks of the day To enjoy the delights of the day. Morning dances all around us Dawn sneaks and creeps up Wondering if she can tiptoe by And we, none of us notice at all.
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