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A Poem About a Fallen Log-Oh Dear
H8cloz wrote a note to me to say, thanks for the lift, I like that comment better than the ones that cause a rift. It makes my day as well, you see, to see somebody care, About the rhyming words I do, that then I print to share. And though I said I could not write about a fallen log, A comment nice as nice can be would make me write a blog. There's lots of things I now could write about the log it's true, The fallen tree against the ground, it's source against the blue. The blue that is of clouds and sky, and also of the green. The green of leaves that use to grow to make a pretty scene. I love the trees, they soothe me, so why cannot a log, It used to be part of a tree, and now it blocks my dog. He really is too old to jump, and cannot get around, That fallen log, that piece of tree which sits upon the ground. Of course I guess that I could move the log and change its place. But then I wouldn't have this poem with which a log to grace. LOL 1 comments from 1 users
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H8cloz
on Oct 11, 2009 at 05:18 PM
Comments are meant to be friendly, though some lose their way. But regardless of the turmoil here, Pethaven makes my day.
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