F Train to Paris

In which a Jewish family from Brooklyn moves to Paris, France for two years of work, school, and adventures.

Ripples in a Pond
(a new poem by Roger)

As one goes
another one comes
this cycle runs
over and over

In a circle they slide
round the water in a glide
stand and watch as they divide
over and over

Ripple are beautiful things
that people take for granted
take a minute to stare at these wonderful rings
and leave, your soul enchanted.

posted by: pariskleinmans at 22:02 | link | comments (3) |

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#1  18 April 2005 - 08:50

 

Roger, What a wonderful poem!

Anonymous

#2  18 April 2005 - 15:40

 

that's a wonderful poem. your son is truly gifted!

irene

Anonymous

#3  18 April 2005 - 20:13

 

Roger is very moved and encouraged by all the praise his poems have received. And I am, of course, very proud.

pariskleinmans

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