Hey Poetess, thanks for all the comments! Have you gotten a blog yet? Or will your mom let you? Smiley is Courtney...you can see her picture on the side bar. Most of the time she signs her posts as Smiley. I just wanted to let you know.

Anyways, since I'm on here, I thought I might as well post a poem. I didn't write it, of course, it's the poem I chose to recite.

Solitude

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

Okay, so I posted! I think if all of us take turns posting, we'll be able to keep this blog up to date.

Emily