L. B. Strawn , In The Distance</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=30.htm>L. B. Strawn </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>In The Distance</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>In school, poetry was kept in the distance;<br>To writing, my mind was not in tune.<br>That thought I gave so much resistance<br>That I became almost immune.<br>I did write one about a cowboy’s existence,<br>But my dull mind didn’t like the activity,<br>Thus came years of that mental resistance<br>In drowning myself in naivety.<br>Then the dam broke and words flooded my brain.<br>Surprising my lazy and stagnate mind.<br>While some of the thoughts are a little inane,<br>Most are found to be thoughtful and kind.<br>They are far beyond my natural ability,<br>Mystifying both family and friends.<br>They hadn’t noticed any mental agility,<br>Nor any authoring trends.<br>There seems to be no logical explanation.<br>For the thoughts which keep coming forth.<br>I trust they wont cause any consternation,<br>But may you find in them some worth.</p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>