The Tree...
If you’re ever feeling low…
Like you’ve no place to go…
You know where I will be…
I will be in the tree…
Like you’ve no place to go…
You know where I will be…
I will be in the tree…
The Tree...
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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"On Bended Knee" | 0 | 03/26/2009 |
Lori's Limerick | 1 | 03/22/2009 |
The Tree... | 0 | 03/16/2009 |
Blue Moon... | 1 | 03/13/2009 |
Natural High... | 0 | 03/13/2009 |
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