The cottonwood
flies through the air,
and where it lands
I DO know where;
Right up my nose
and so it goes,
that with each breeze
again I sneeze!
Have a great day everyone :-)
One Baby Boomer's View of Life, Memories, and God. Sometimes funny.
1 comment:
Two new talents this summer, Marcy you continue to amaze, piano/organ and now a poet. Love you so much.
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