The thoughts and creations of J P Ronan are shared in order to perk, uplift, make better this day. All entertainment is intentional and no issue should be taken as serious else you have come to the wrong place.
Sunday, November 23, 2014
Snow flakes. by Emily Dickinson
I counted till they danced so
Their slippers leaped the town,
And then I took a pencil
To note the rebels down.
And then they grew so jolly
I did resign the prig,
And ten of my once stately toes
Are marshalled for a jig!
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