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“Bob McNeil a dear friend & mentor, has a collapsed lung. He’ll be undergoing major surgery tomorrow. I ask that you send positive vibes & prayers his way, to guide each step that he & his surgical team take. Blessings & Continued Love Brother McNeil.” ~ Maxwanette A Poetess
🌹🌍”We’re All In This Thing Called Life, TOGETHER…Remember?”🌏🌹
“Namastè & One Love”☀️❤💛💚☀️
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AWESOME PERFORMANCE!!!
This was an awesome & heartfelt rendition.
WoW! Dynamic Performance.
~Maxwanette A Poetess
Mr. McNeil loves his Queens Community & they love him…
Recites, Edgar Allan Poe’s: Alone
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Provided the weather permits, I love taking strolls through Rufus King Park in Queens, New York. There, among the blades of grass, trees and birds, I can breathe. Under trees that lived through centuries, I feel respect for nature’s splendor. Often, during such times, I remember these lines from a Joyce Kilmer poem:
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Think about the wisdom of those words for a moment. There would be no life if trees were absent from this planet. The same way fish require water to survive. Mankind is dependent on trees. Thankfully, these majestic, organic pillars give us precious oxygen.
Constitutionals through the park make me realize that we owe the soil and ourselves more trees. Every person, upon getting approval from the Department of Parks and Recreation, should plant seeds and allow whole new titanic trees to flourish. Perhaps that would be the best way to celebrate genuflection-worthy nature each day of our lives.
