The snow is terrific,
so fun, and such a nice thought,
and how did you guess that
I always wanted to go to
the wonderful world of snow.
brrrrrrr!!!!!
Monday, August 27, 2007
free verse
The man who walked through st. Pauls square, scuffing his shoes against the ground,
Seemed lonely, but content, because his dog is sauntering beside him. He seems forlorn, and
the man seems to notice, bending down, and picking it up in his firm tight grip.
two years on the man is dead, the dog walks all alone,
till some old chap finds him, and takes him right back home.
Seemed lonely, but content, because his dog is sauntering beside him. He seems forlorn, and
the man seems to notice, bending down, and picking it up in his firm tight grip.
two years on the man is dead, the dog walks all alone,
till some old chap finds him, and takes him right back home.
Jungfrau Acrostic
Jack Frost lives there
Under the snow filled skys
Nothing could stop them
Going up to the summit, bold as brass
French mountaineers climb it, the Swiss do it to
Ranches for skiers, a bit up the mountain
Avalanches bury people
Under the ice they rest in peace
Under the snow filled skys
Nothing could stop them
Going up to the summit, bold as brass
French mountaineers climb it, the Swiss do it to
Ranches for skiers, a bit up the mountain
Avalanches bury people
Under the ice they rest in peace
Monday, August 20, 2007
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