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I Must Be Mad

I must be mad...I wonder if ants get tired as the weight of a crumb bears down upon them... for survival. I wonder if dogs think...I wonder if houses weary of their occupants. I must be mad...I wonder if houses weary of their occupants. I must be mad...I wonder if trees yearn to move - or do they never long to stretch their roots... See a city. I think too much - abstract thought that gives life to a rock. A flower is more than an ornament to a vase... Perhaps I think of ants and trees and dogs because they are so quiet. A tree never kills... The ant carries a crumb never complaining. Yes, I must be mad. Patricia Langston-Moran

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 6/9/2009 7:58:00 PM
love the repeating manta! truly mad! James
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Date: 6/8/2009 5:36:00 PM
How great is that ..you are a 78 year old poet!! I am SO reassured, really, I'm 60 and act about 40? Loved the verse above..loved it and...sometimes I think the only sane people are mad! I am going to read more and more of you! Light & Love PS you still have time to figure out who He is who you are etc. Where there's life there's hope.
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Date: 6/6/2009 7:33:00 AM
Lol : I am soo this person right here Fellas!You described me well.Thats why i never pass my examinations with an excellent grade because im busy wandering about insane things that i shouldn't be wandering about anyweis.BTW trees kill the quite on a sunny day as you can hear them photosynthesis,merely cause you know you want to:p
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Date: 6/4/2009 4:01:00 PM
What a piece,enjoyed reading it
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