Pan the Day Away
Panning is not the joy some think it is.
Joy is fleeting during a day of panning
The brightness of the green is to dull
For my eyes to look at
Tell me what is panning?
Panning is no activity to change the mind
Tanning is not the same as panning
Stan is not going to help us get out of this
Gold is not what we are panning for
Joy is a no fleeting enjoy all that life has to give.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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| Touching and Never Touched | 0 | 04/25/2010 |
| Bethlehem | 0 | 03/30/2010 |
| People | 1 | 02/15/2010 |
| Ribbon | 0 | 02/12/2010 |
| Touching and never touched | 0 | 02/12/2010 |
| Touching and Never Touched | 0 | 01/19/2010 |
| Bethlehem | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Waves | 0 | 10/01/2009 |
| Sue | 0 | 10/01/2009 |
| Pan the Day Away | 0 | 09/17/2009 |
| Sue | 0 | 09/17/2009 |
| Waves | 0 | 08/10/2009 |
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