Sunday, October 05, 2008

THE greatest poem ever known Is one all poets have outgrown: The poetry, innate, untold, Of being only four years old.

But there were days, O tender elf,


When you were Poetry itself!



11 Comments:

Blogger Mike LaRoche said...

What lake is that?

1:14 AM  
Blogger Nancy said...

Hi Mike!

It's Lake Murray near Ardmore, Oklahoma.

6:12 AM  
Blogger Dana said...

Little treasure.

9:57 PM  
Anonymous Brett said...

Oh, what I would give for those carefree days of youth! Well, we can get a glimpse of it through children.

10:35 PM  
Anonymous Vivian Louise said...

There just isn't anything quite like being a kid at the shore.

12:37 PM  
Anonymous Luther said...

Is it true that for Halloween Gene bought an Obama mask, you will be Sarah Palin, Emma will be Chelsea Clinton, and Brendon is “Lil’ Bush”?

10:24 PM  
Anonymous Jack Handey said...

Better not take a dog on the space shuttle, because if he sticks his head out when you're coming home his face might burn up.

10:18 PM  
Anonymous Arthur C. Clarke said...

In the future as I see it, reentry muzzle shields will protect the space dogs face. But they won't be necessary at all when using the space elevator.

1:43 AM  
Blogger Nancy said...

Wasn't Jack Handey a wife beater?

7:45 AM  
Anonymous Dr. Seuss said...

It is true on the eve of the dark Halloween,
Both Luther and Arthur singly personified Mean.
But the true identity of the evil Jack Handy,
Remains a mystery. Who handed out that Candy?

12:47 PM  
Anonymous dr. suess said...

And to all English major geeks, who will notice today,
my failure to correct letter casing before pressing save,
just keep in mind while you’re snobbishly laughin’,
it’s hard for bony fingers to type in my coffin!

2:18 PM  

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