Sunday, January 01, 2006

 

In the Beginning.

Sacrifice. My mind, my work, my selfish deeds.
To sow the earth with freedom's seeds.
She weeds the garden, turns the plow.
Comforts those who need it now.
Give and not take back again.
What times we have!
It's time.
Begin.

Comments:
Well I spent time trying to comment on another blog, but don't think it worked. now, maybe I can. we'll see!
 
Are you trying to comment about my starting poem? I am trying also. We will get this ironed out.
 
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