A Transistor Radio
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Singing songs left over from yesterday, hits back then giving so much pleasure to so many people.
Figuring in with life's daily routines giving an energy never before felt.
Yet, walking through the desert to school, feeling the warmth of the desert air, taking me across barren acres with a transistor radio.
Listening all the way on either KRIZ or KRUX, enjoying the music as it made my walk and days happy, carefree ones as I walked alone to school.
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