poetry

I've seen the rain, more leak than I got pot When the sugar cane can't drink another drop When the bayou barge don't need to use the lock I've seen the rain in Louisianne, I've seen the rain I've seen the sun make gumbo in the bay Too hot to fly, so the ducks decide to stay Make my Yvonne say, no bon temp roule I've seen the sun in Louisianne, I've seen the sun I've seen the cold, won't let my big pot boil But that's OK, my hanging meat won't spoil The old crawfish, he's way down in the soil I've seen the cold in Louisianne, I've seen the cold I've seen the wind bring cypress to their knees Make my perouge land way up in the tree It's blowing hard in Camp Chu-du-chawee I've seen the wind in Louisianne, I've seen the wind

the long ride back at the end of the weekend trying to get those last few words in before our goodbyes. Feeling the anxiety of having to let go, if for only a little while until we see each other again. the week feels like time just stops, but only a few more days til we are together. friday comes with enjoyment of knowing you are going to be here for a night or two, and then it's back to that uncomfortable Sunday drive.

Learn while you earn and the more you burn now the less you are down later

i am not a poet..

Glazing thought the window stares World of glass and unawares Breaking through which means bad luck In this world where freedom's struck Well, that's just a really fast poem... hope you like it :) *blush*

TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR.................

Yesterday dedication to mrs.higgs yesterday they told me you were gone. you were one of my favorite teachers. you were a mother, a wife, and wonderful teacher. Mrs.Higgs, you were a postive infulence, you always had advice, and a smile. you will be missed by family and friends. Jessica Renee Castle Copyright ©2006 Jessica Renee Castle

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i dont belive this