Have, have not by Keith D Allison The sun rise upon the High Plains a breath of spring patches of Earth now seen   A herd of buffalo grazes within the morning light upon the land which has been a wonderland of white   Perceptions within the mind your world or mine   the crowded freeway the sound of morning dancing upon the ear stop and go traffic, anxiety hangs upon the air the cell phone rings, interrupting thoughts for the day   Have have-nots Views, reflections of the world the other side of the mountain not viewed, not seen in this time, in you're day billions have never made a phone call   If this seems odd, your a have probably never gave it a thought 02/22/2007 Posted on 02/22/2007 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 02/22/07 at 01:21 PM nice reminder of the advantages we take for granted. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)