[JustAmy]

5-25-04
Graphic by Billie

The Garden
Soft Poetry By Sand

The wind blows through the willow tree, Its limbs bent to the ground
The river flows beside the tree, the lapping water pounds
Beneath a sky of brilliant blue, serene within a garden
A woman softly hums a tune, the world outside forgotten

Her auburn hair falls to her waist, a basket on her arm
She gently picks the roses there, careful of the thorns
Planted with the greatest care,tended with much love
The garden that she walks in, was once nothing but dust

Life is like a garden, planted with great care
Nourished with a gentle love, it produces flowers everywhere
The fragrance drifts upon the breeze and lingers overhead
Sharing its beauty with the world in which we live

[JustAmy]

Graphic by MamaBear

New Buddies

A couple of new buddies have just shown up at our door,
And we were wondering what the heck they came here for,
But then we realized that we’d put out the welcome mat,
And they could surely see it at the height they’re standing at.

So welcome friends, pull up a chair, er, make yourselves at home,
And we can have a good time if the elk don’t come to roam.
Other animals are here, the wolf, and bears and such,
So why not have some rodents too, they will not eat too much.

We know they will be sociable, their family is like that,
And they can whistle up some charm, if someone drops a hat.
I hope they might be poets, we could use some more of those,
The ones we have are such that we must keep them on their toes.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . May 11, 2004
© 2004

[JustAmy]

Thank you for this wonderful Welcome Graphic.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Very Nice.

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

Good morning! (Again, reading and writing but no waking.)