cold
one pocket holds a scone
the other has the phone
I'm taking on a winter morning
trodding in the snow
cold
one pocket holds a scone
the other has the phone
I'm taking on a winter morning
trodding in the snow
cutbanksam commented on cold
02-29-2012
02/29/2012
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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