So it is now 4 minutes into the second day of GB's 152nd year, and with the stroke of midnight here the poetry contest ended. And do we have a motherload of creativity to show for it. Frankly, I am in awe. What an amazing day. The poems just kept on coming and coming. Based on the quality and number of these puppies, the process of choosing the best ones will be fun and challenging. Can't wait to get to it.
Thanks to all who participated. The great poet of our family, Charles Bundschu, is smiling down on all of you right now. Keep checking back, as will be posting the results within the next few weeks.
