Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Poetry Tuesday
Inspired by my evening...
Never say die!
For as long as I have breath
I'll thread the eye
And sew on the heads
Of the chew toys that lie.
On the ground in a heap
Fuzzy filling at my feet
Doggy slobber not so sweet
Sew the holes, then repeat.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Introducing Ivy!
Friday, November 12, 2010
Saturday, November 06, 2010
End of DST
The End of Daylight Savings
By Melville Cane
By Melville Cane
When I was rich in April
They robbed me of an hour,
But, having many, many,
It was plucking one flower,
Or stealing one penny.
Brooks poured fast,
Flowers pushed thickly,
Hours slid past,—
All too quickly.
But brooks drain thin,
Flowers dry seedy,
Light draws in,
Now I'm needy.
The thief must have learned it
And, giving no warning,
Mysteriously returned it
One crisp morning.
When I was rich in April
Before the early leaves,
Long before this ditty,
I never thought of thieves,
Or that thieves felt pity.
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