Tango Tango Poems
|201.||The Frog And The Toad||2/4/2008|
|204.||The Never Ending Circle||7/24/2016|
|206.||A Moons View||9/2/2008|
|208.||3 Little Words||4/9/2009|
|209.||An Ocean Apart||5/6/2009|
|210.||Seasons Come And Seasons Go||9/25/2008|
|211.||A Whales Tail||7/25/2008|
|212.||Beauty And The Beast||7/8/2008|
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Beauty And The Beast
Nature is beautiful, quiet, and serene,
nature is the forest, with its many shades of green.
Nature is the birds, welcoming in the dawn,
nature is a calf, struggling to its feet as soon as it is born.
Nature is a salmon, swimming against the stream,
nature is a volcanic geyser, venting off steam.
Nature is a beast, kicking up a storm,
nature is the trees, all bent, and broken, looking so forlorn.
Nature is lightning striking the ground,
nature is a forest fire, consuming all around.
Nature is a tornado, with its screaming roar,
nature is a tidal ...
Sitting in her favorite chair,
at the fires glowing embers,
she does stare.
Thinking of not so long ago,
when she was young, and sprightly,
and not all wrinkled, and slow.
Seeing herself in her first party dress,
on her way to a dance,