Larry Schreckengost Quotes

Flower pots line the walk Begonias giggle when they talk

Poetry well applied Should warm your heart inside

In jack-o'-lantern's glowing light Little children squeal with fright

Horses are jumping and pretending they're deer A new kind of Christmas we're having this year

To write poetry Is to be a peeping frog Where all the poets Share a great old log And lose their voice in the fog

Truth wears purple socks