THIS POEM IS A DISCRIPTION OF TENTION BETWEEN A GROUP OF FRIENDS; AT THE END OF A BASBALL SEASON.
THE FRIENDS ALL GREW UP TOGETHER WHILE I BEING THE TRANSPLANT COULD SEE AND FEEL THEIR BROKEN HEARTS WITH EVERY STEP I TOOK.
I FOUND IT DIFFICULT TO BELIEVE HOW THE ADULTS WERE BEHAVING.
ALL OF THE CHILDREN WERE AND STILL ARE LIFE LONG FREINDS.
I WORRIED THAT THE ACTIONS OF THE ADULTS WOULD TEAR THE CHILDREN APART.
SO AFTER THE BASE BALL SEASON WAS OVER WE ALL SAT AROUND FOR A THANKS GIVING DINNER.
POETRY HAS MUCH MEANING TO MY LIFE.
JUST THE IDEA THAT I CAN BRING OUT A MAGNIFICANT PICTURE FROME SOME THING SO SMALLAS A GRAIN OF SALT.
I GUESS I AM JUST VERY BLESSED TO BE ABLE TO SEE DIFFERENTLY.
YOU KNOW BEAUTIY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEE-HOLDER.
I HAVE BEEN WRITING FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER.
IF I AM NOT WRITING, I'M DRAWING, SINGING, SONG WRITTING, WORKING WITH PHOTOGRAPHY, RUNNING, WITH THE KID.
MOST DAYS YOU CAN CATCH ME IN SCRUBS WITH A CHART.
THEN ITS OFF TO SCHOOL.
JO MITCHELL
X2 DOGS