Any Work Of Art Must First Of

Good Fences Make Good Neighbors.

A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And Began To Flutter The Leaves To Look

The Sun Was Warm But The Wind Was Chill. You Know How It Is With An April Day.

What Is Required Is Sight And Insight- Then You Might Add One More: Excite.

When Clever People Ask Me Where I Get A Poem, I Despair.