To: The Mayor
Good Morning The Mayor :)
Thank You!
139 posted on
02/02/2009 5:57:50 AM PST by
GodBlessUSA
( God Bless You and Thank You! Prayers said for our Heroes!)
To: All
You ever get in one of those silly moods? I seem stuck in one today, I like it!
The Wild Wood
The wild willow whispers in the wind
and tells the oak of how it sinned
The russet sumac grins and listens in
to gossip with the rude shrubs again
The woods have no secrets here
so behavior is well known I fear
And most know who's rubbing bark
and who is likely to mood up dark
Budding up and Budding off goes on
from any dusky night to rosy dawn
And by day they all act pure as snow
but by night all secrets are to know
Oh stay out of the oh so naughty woods
if morals you would save if you could
Keep an ear to the wind and stories there
and keep a eye on your own life and cares
141 posted on
02/02/2009 6:05:34 AM PST by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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