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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Shaken and Stirred
In my dream
I was alone in a crowd;
Laughed at and scorned.
In my dream
The building shook;
It rolled down the hill.
I stood looking up
And told of my ride;
I was not believed.
Thanks for stopping by, Vegas Art Guy. I notice you are an educator. I came from a family full of teachers. I am the "black sheep" because I didn't go into education. The funny thing is that I find myself educating daily and have for years.
Nice poem. That is about how the last month or two went for me...
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, Vegas Art Guy. I notice you are an educator. I came from a family full of teachers. I am the "black sheep" because I didn't go into education. The funny thing is that I find myself educating daily and have for years.
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