An Add-On Poem by Kit & Johnnny
Title: Our Mountain
Date Written: September 19, 2009
(Line 1: Johnnny, Line 2: Kit, etc.)
Copyright © 2011. All rights reserved.
Our Mountain
Good neighbors are worth a lot
Count your blessings for what you got
All on a ship together we ride
North to forever, I'm on your side
Strolling together in any direction
Our hands reach each other for protection
Maintain our mountain to keep it safe
Like Vikings with swords, our hero Leif
He married his queen, mother of five
Their love kept the family more than alive
Every weekend was spent in a state park
The sun through the leaves ignited a spark
Fireside chatting in the moonlight til two
What won't we do? What will we do?
Showing posts with label Neighborhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neighborhood. Show all posts
Friday, December 23, 2011
Monday, March 1, 2010
Tower of Shower
It is always nice when water towers say the name of the town they serve.

For anyone who forgets where they are, just look up at the water tower.

I wouldn't want to be the person who paints these giants.
For anyone who forgets where they are, just look up at the water tower.
I wouldn't want to be the person who paints these giants.
Labels:
Bathroom,
Fargo,
Neighborhood,
North Dakota,
Tower,
Water Closet
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Fake Lake
We have a lake in our neighborhood. It's very popular for joggers and dog walkers. It's not a real lake. It's our Fake Lake.

For being man-made, it certainly fools a lot of waterfoul. As I drove by today, a great blue heron flew right over my car. Gaggles of geese love to land into the wind. The fountain is intermittently active. It's lit at night by colored light.

Fake Lake is starting to seem more like a real lake. Reeds are growing along the west side. I'm starting to think a canoe or kayak or sunfish sailboat might not look too bad out on Fake Lake, with me inside.
For being man-made, it certainly fools a lot of waterfoul. As I drove by today, a great blue heron flew right over my car. Gaggles of geese love to land into the wind. The fountain is intermittently active. It's lit at night by colored light.
Fake Lake is starting to seem more like a real lake. Reeds are growing along the west side. I'm starting to think a canoe or kayak or sunfish sailboat might not look too bad out on Fake Lake, with me inside.
Labels:
Birds,
Fargo,
Fountain,
Lake,
Neighborhood,
Pictures,
Reflections
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