Jackie
Raised two daughters
The best she could.
Voicing her opinion
For all to hear.
Never afraid to shed a tear.
Fell in love with a man
She knew, tied the knot
In early June.
Enjoyed life to the fullest
Until the day the lord came a calling
For her to come back home
Promising that she will
See us soon.
Look how beautiful the moon
Is tonight, my love.
— Jamie Robinson, Brown County, in loving memory of Jackie Robinson
Smoking Mirrors Hidden Fears
Our founding fathers
Foreseen these things
Which have been hidden
Before our very eyes.
No matter what party
We stand behind.
The papers inscribe,
The flag that fly high
In our sky,
Which we defend every
Day of our lives.
Must never be trampled
Upon our enemies held
At bay not believing
What they say.
We are strong as one
Aside we will surely
Not last this night.
— Jamie Robinson, Brown County
The Working Man and Woman
Heading out in the dead
Of night.
Long hours for little pay.
Aching, but knows
The bills won’t be paid
On their own.
A whistle blows,
From where, no one knows.
Lonely roads up ahead
Just glad to be heading home.
Does anyone truly
Appreciate what we done?
The Sun guides us home.
As cars pass by I wave,
Thanking them
Even if no one else do.
— Jamie Robinson, Brown County
