Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Who needs a little poetry?

Or who needs a little poet?

OK...read this...Its tricky but phoentic. She wrote this afternoon an aftercare.

Her words are full of Grace.








A poem by Grace Marie Myers "untitled" April 26, 2006

2 comments:

jimmy said...

In case you could not read this:


The trees have nests
The flowers have bloomed
The sun has set
and I am through

I went to bed as I should do
I wake up soft
I smelled the air was sweet and calm

I love the world as much as song.

cprato said...

Tell Grace that in my school we are supposed to send our favorite poems to the Library to be hung for National Poetry Month. I'm going to have them hang hers! I love it!