10/01/2011 - Friends
By Juliane Woodward
Friends are like flowers,
they improve the air we breathe.
Friends are like teddy bears,
they sympathize when we grieve.
Friends are like animals,
they love us though we're not perfect.
Friends are love,
to them there's no reject.
Friends are like pockets,
you can never have too many of them.
All friends are given to us by Him.
Sun-Bleached Prairie
By Tami Watts
The sun-bleached prairie
Beneath the sky
Is looking languished
And notably dry.
Though green Russian thistles
Perk up its fringe
And it's freckled by sagebrush --
Just a tinge,
The priarie withholds
Its showy array,
Saving its splendor
For some other day.
