Classic poem of the day
Jack Frost was in the garden;
I saw him there at dawn;
He was dancing round the bushes
And prancing on the lawn.
He had a cloak of silver,
A hat all shimm'ring white,
A wand of glittering star-dust,
And shoes of sunbeam light.
Jack Frost was in the garden,
When I went out to play
He nipped my toes and fingers
And quickly ran away.
I chased him round the wood-shed,
But, oh! I'm sad to say
That though......
Member poem of the day
Why do you all look at me that way when u past by . im just a person siting here trying to figure out where i go from here . why do you all whisper like i cant hear yall. Ibhave feelings to . im sorry for being homeless yet i fell down and im trying to stand back up yet everyone walks away turns their backs and forgets that i didnt ask for this to happen. Nor have i ever thought life would come to this. It only takes one person i have been told to show how to pay it forward. Yet what are we show......
