( / NYC)
Children aren't happy with nothing to ignore,
And that's what parents were created for.
by Ogden Nash
Other poems of NASH (125)
A Word To Husbands
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10 May 2008 11:58
Hell is where we thought it is when we are crashed by fate, but heaven is where we believe we are after those darks clouds have cleared and light comes as bliss! A 10.
26 Mar 2008 09:42
Scary as Hell to me! GW62
12 Feb 2008 10:23
Great poem and expression of imagination. thanks for sharing and best wishes. melvin
12 Nov 2007 12:31
Great write hun, good 2 see your back on the writing trail Peace Soul
12 Nov 2007 12:03
+hey there+ another masterpiece.. full of emotions.. two thumbs up.. looking forward to your new poem series..