School of Thought

School of Thought Whatever of thought may be your school Has been golden rule and season a yule Tiding you over again until next year Now that the old one did disappear. All the evidence has been conclusive Don't be abusive and longer will live Are always sure that you shall learn Things work out best by taking turn. Tried and true in life are many things A lovely song like each bird sings Majestic mountain all full of snow Along with friends you start to know. When we let God become part of game No telling how much fortune and fame And when all of the blame comes out Was God we know without a doubt. Now that you have read each of mine Suppose you were to add another line A continuous poem it then will be Add more to poem that you now see. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet