Dry

Acreas of round bales of hay Straw colored and dry, covered by thin plastic Rolled up, saved for a hungry day For the farms of America Field left barren soft brown From lack of rain falling down The dryest time of the year Facing us with much fear Knowing that winter is on the way Hoping that the preservation Saves the day For animals in America

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James Fraser

Date: 8/27/2009 12:16:00 PM

Nice write Sara, the animals and us have a lot to thank the vast lands of America>>James

Jared Pickett

Date: 8/27/2009 12:08:00 PM

Very descriptive writing... I enjoyed very much......:JP]

Abe Lopez

Date: 8/27/2009 9:43:00 AM

soup mail.....

Diane Christian

Date: 8/27/2009 5:13:00 AM

thanks for your kind comments on my poem big boys dont cry, I wrote it because so many boys are brought up that they not allowed to cry, my x tiried to threated James once if he didn't stop crying he would give him somthing to cry about so i went balistic over it, when I was feeling sad recently the poem came to mind, God showed me it's not a sign of weakness but a sign of strength wehn we cry, some boys get hit by fathers fathers if they cry or get told to stop it's wrong, anyway God bless

Gert W. Knop

Date: 8/27/2009 5:02:00 AM

Nicely written, Sara, also for animals in germany as we do have the same problems and thank you for your comments. Gert