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Posted by: ray whitehead (---.mo-stlouis0.sa.earthlink.net)
Date: November 26, 2004 05:44PM

I am searching for a poem that has the name "Griffin" in the title or body.

Re: "Griffin"
Posted by: chuckl (---.mn.client2.attbi.com)
Date: November 26, 2004 07:24PM

closest I came come at the moment has a missing "r"..(we don't use r's in the Ojibwe language anyway.)
Little Giffin of Tennessee by J.W.Riley

Re: "Griffin"
Posted by: IanB (---.tnt11.mel1.da.uu.net)
Date: November 27, 2004 04:14AM

Are you sure it's 'Griffin' and not 'gryphon'?

Re: "Griffin"
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: November 27, 2004 04:37AM

Here you go this isn't it, but it's by Christopher Griffin:


Many feeble footsteps,
Follow me to where I stand,
Where happiness lie fields of green,
Where sorrow, desert sand.

Many roads I've taken,
Many paths I've crossed,
There's times I've been knee deep in sand,
And times when I've been lost.

My footsteps went through mountains,
And crossed through stormy seas,
My footsteps lead through hurricanes,
And passed through gentle breeze.

Though rain and hail may shower down,
And storms may come my way,
My footsteps are still perceivable,
Their image will forever stay.


Post Edited (11-27-04 03:37)

Re: "Griffin"
Posted by: J.H.SUMMERS (---.chartertn.net)
Date: November 28, 2004 08:48PM


Here is one by Vachel Lindsay

Yet Gentle Will the Griffin Be
(What Grandpa told the Children)

The moon? It is a griffin's egg,
Hatching to-morrow night.
And how the little boys will watch
With shouting and delight
To see him break the shell and stretch
And creep across the sky.
The boys will laugh. The little girls,
I fear, may hide and cry.
Yet gentle will the griffin be,
Most decorous and fat,
And walk up to the milky way
And lap it like a cat.


Re: "Griffin"
Posted by: Debbie (---.atl.client2.attbi.com)
Date: December 24, 2004 04:05PM

My mother, who would have been 97-years-old was a Giffin. I have the poem, Little Giffin of Tennessee. It is about a young soldier who, with his commanding officer were the only ones left alive after this battle.

Are you related to the Tennessee Giffins?

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