tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post3778309395984787896..comments2023-11-05T01:40:19.220-08:00Comments on Connor's Song: Respite Care!Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06306757421878995110noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-1834179428277708372009-07-28T20:39:57.244-07:002009-07-28T20:39:57.244-07:00I know what you mean about poems. Sometimes I sta...I know what you mean about poems. Sometimes I start rhyming in my writings (not that all poetry is rhyme of course), and I contemplate turning it into a poem. Then I smack myself across the face, wake up, and realize I don't quite need that frustration. LOL.<br /><br />Maybe on your next respite, you can read some of the books your picking up?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-18761645335213367532009-07-27T07:55:00.965-07:002009-07-27T07:55:00.965-07:00That right there is why I got a B in poetry--I nev...That right there is why I got a B in poetry--I never interpreted EVERY word--just the ones that seemed important. With poetry, they're all important. Bah!Katyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02189007616883663434noreply@blogger.com