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The seeds of life
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The seeds of life |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England 
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The seeds of life If you listen, there is music in the wind Laughter in the sway of the trees The grass as it sways sings it's mellow song And the flute of the lone wanderer plays He plays to bring peace to a turbulent world You hear the sad cry of nature, doomed to fade And die under the concrete jungle of man A few small seeds of life escape They are held lovingly by the hand of the wind being carried to a safe place to be nurtured To halt the ever growing scar That man has made on this land Of the free Annie 17-3-2009 |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Natures beauty is more precious than ever. before they paved paradise!!! Nice to read you. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear Anniepimm, This is fairly well done. It could stand some well placed punctuation. I rather love my concrete jungle. We have more life here than you could imagine. Love Bobby |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England |
Thank you both for your feed back Much appreciated..  |
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