[JustAmy]

2-19-05
Graphic by Billie

Which Way?

Through the valleys and over hills,
Both up and down I’d crept.
I fell asleep for I was tired,
So very long I slept.
Is it rising? Is it setting?
I must say I don’t know.
That must be east or maybe west,
Now, which way do I go?
If I just wait a little while,
It will get dark or light.
I really hope it’s rising though,
Don’t want to spend the night.
To sleep out here among the stars,
With nature all around.
On second thought I hope it sets,
I’ll sit here on the ground.
But if it’s rising I will turn,
And walk toward the west.
I really like the rising sun,
But setting sun’s the best.

Conspiracy Guy
© 5/4/4

[The Mayor]

Hi Amy..

[MeekOneGOP]

Hey, everybody ! Happy Saturday! TGIS!!

[MeekOneGOP]

Is it rising? Is it setting?
I must say I don’t know.

I remember years ago when I worked at Texas Instruments one
summer between college semesters. The first few days I was on
the second shift, working from 7 p.m. to 7 a.m. Talk about
discombobulated with time! I was glad they put me on the 7 a.m.
to 7 p.m. shift.

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank you so much for the precious poem and graphic!

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi all. Hope everyone is enjoying their weekend.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know;
His house is in the village, though.
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

[deadhead]

Great poem and lovely graphic. Happy Saturday to all :-)

[Conspiracy Guy]

Thanks for the re post.