Classic poem of the day
I
M Y lonely chamber next the sea
Is full of many flowers set free
By summer's earliest duty:
Dear friends upon the garden-walk
Might stop amid their fondest talk
To pull the least in beauty.
II
A thousand flowers, each seeming one
That learnt......
Member poem of the day
A rooster rises early in the morn. He struts around at dawn. His voice can be heard, though he utters not a word. He starts his day, crowing and afraid. "Like the rooster rise to the occassion of each new day with a heart that's prepared."
