Waiting for dinner
In the boonies of winter
Cold though it may be
In the distance their hay
Approaching they see
Blowing winds of a Wyoming snow
On the plains & hills over winter they grow
Survive they will with little human help
Some hay every now & then though
To keep in touch with each other they yelp
Solitude they relish
As it looks to live there not hellish
Beyond the above & picture enclosed
One cannot help Nature with this scene embellish
ed © 6/24/09
Toooooo cool a write :)
Great job, enjoyed
The Buzzard
Both the pic & poem look like PEEWEE stuff! Didn't know ewe had it in yew!
A/C in car still broke - sweated my arse off all day 92 in the shade! got home, took quick shower - lit up - called my GAL - and ZAP ! LECTRICITY went off in whole trailer.
donned clothes & slippers - to outside main box - was tripped - reset - came back NUTTIN' HONEY! BACK OUT - was off again? RESET - returned - A/OK again ?
too hot fer this kinda crap! if'n goes off agin - will stare . this pic 'til battery dies!
peace - n' PATIENCE 2 ... TK.
love
sis tl
When you become all poetic you scare the jebeezes out of our family?
EDvard(K) Ole Brother
Be always safe,
Karen
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