A girl of twenty three , she sat quietly
down by an ancient creek
where she loved to daydream
as she took in the beautiful
scenery
and where to her it seemed
like the rushing water could speak
By: J.N.R Dutton
A girl of twenty three , she sat quietly
down by an ancient creek
where she loved to daydream
as she took in the beautiful
scenery
and where to her it seemed
like the rushing water could speak
By: J.N.R Dutton
Under the burnt orange glow of a setting sun
Two people out, care free, having fun
With energy fresh, like their lives have just begun
Loving every moment they get to spend
with each other, they are best friends
By:J.N.R Dutton
He wrote morning, noon & night
but by far his favorite time
was when he was writing by
dawn’s early light
He felt (somehow) it really helped him
w/his rhymes….
He felt he wrote his best lines
while watching the sun rise
shining bright through the pines
By:J.N.R Dutton