Winning
How can you ever hope to win
If you don't join the race
Just make it to the starting line
Show your face
It really does not matter
At all if you do not win
It matters only that you try
And for that you must begin
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Only two Seasons | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Upside down | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| LOOK CLOSER (Not mine the author is Phyllis McCormack-NO LONGER WITH US | 0 | 11/07/2009 |
| Eleven– Eleven | 1 | 11/06/2009 |
| Mother | 0 | 11/02/2009 |
| The War Within | 0 | 11/02/2009 |
| POETRY | 0 | 11/01/2009 |
| Winning | 0 | 11/01/2009 |
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