Keep them coming "^A^". Love both your applet and your poem...this is your
poem isn't it. Man do you have Grandma befuddled.
Smiles...
Grandma
The Waterfall
The Waterfall
Seeping through rock and crevice
We see the water slide
Gathering momentum
It tumbles down the mountainside
It's journey is not stilted
For nothing gets in its way
The waterfall is as spectacular
As the spectrum in its spray
Gently lapping sun drenched rocks
It forms a growing pool
Of ever flowing water
To keep the forest cool.
A.Brown
10/2003
Poor Jill, sorry, lol, see my son gave me wings! I put my name back as
it was, I'm getting as befuddled as you!
Yes, it's one of my poems, written especially for this WET, as was the
other. Adriana helped me , so I thank her for the time she spent in
making it look so good.
Anne.
> Keep them coming "^A^". Love both your applet and your poem...this is your
> poem isn't it. Man do you have Grandma befuddled.
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> A.Brown
> 10/2003
Grandma - 10 Oct 2003 20:29 GMT
LOL.........Anne, I love your wings!! Your son is very clever!! I just
want to know if "^A^" was you...See I am getting faster at this wing thing!
I can still call you Anne now that I know this really is you. Thought
perhaps we had two poets in the crowd.
Thanks for verifying your idenity "^A^"...Anne.
Jill
: Poor Jill, sorry, lol, see my son gave me wings! I put my name back as
: it was, I'm getting as befuddled as you!
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