[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!


Sliding into a well lit and populated Lair!
Lady Jag has wired the lamp
that shines on starbase's silver
while NYA, from the Orient has set
the magic carpet ride to put us in orbit!


The flowers placed here by our roving reporter
keep things in apple pie order
Color and richness of talent we offer
laughter and gaiety of attitude we master
sliding into home with the magical Platters
we keep it well lit and get right to the matter.


Soaring Feather
04.13.07

[NY Attitude]

Good morning Soaring Feather. Happy Friday the 13th. What a great poem to wake up to. The look on the little girl’s face is priceless.

[Lady Jag]

A Red, Red Rose

Oh my luve is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June: Oh my luve is like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun; And I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel a while! And I will come again, my luve, Tho' it were ten thousand mile! Robert Burns