By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
It was a cld fall day- In early morning- Even the far off clouds Seemed half asleep- The endless plains reach on- Nor know the dawning- WORDS ON THE SKY- WHO TAKES CARE OF MY SHEEP? Who looks after the Fold? Why did God MAKE THEM? to seek for HOME, within A heartless world? The [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Blow, Brambles, Clouds, Dawn, Deer, dream, Dreamer, Dusk, dust, Early Morning, Ears, falling, Father, god, heart, Lad, Lain, Laugh, lonely, Mold, Mother, Running, Sky, sleep, Sun, Tree, war, Warmth, world
By PrairiePoems on June 17, 2009
The BIG-BUCK lived a happy life- And roamed the prairies round; A hunting for the PRETTIEST DOE, That he ever found! Untill one day the Hunters came- He held his head up high! He saw again the daylight dim- HE SAW THE MORNING SKY! This BIG-BUCK knew me many a time- He watched me on [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Deer, Ears, Grass, Hill, Life, Poem, Shadow, Sky, Travel
By WritingTeam on October 28, 2008
SANTA’S HAT By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont Sunshine leaned back into her comfy overstuffed chair, Felt the amber glow and warmth of the fireplace there The magic of a youthful mind is so very scrumptious and delicious A charming place things are really-real even if they are fictitious Rambleton Acres felt a jolt of [...]
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By tom on July 21, 2008
The little fawn Woke up at dawn To find, the doe, His mother gone. Where can my mother be? This is not like her To leave me. He put a call To Lady Loon As well as to Old friend mister Coon. Both arrived that afternoon. First they searched The Glen Where they said a [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Bound, Brambles, Commotion, Dawn, Deer, Dell, eagle, eyes, Fawn, Friend, Friends, Glade, Lad, leave me, Loon, Milkmaid, Mom, Momma, Mother, Neighborhood, Neighborhood Search, Nook, Old Friend, Prayer, promise, Rose, Sea, Throng, Woodsman
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