| Open Poetry #21 |
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The Park |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA
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It is a nice warm day I decided to get out That is all I have to say That's all I have to shout So I walked to the park To play around It was starting to get dark I heard the crickets sound The birds flew in the air Without a care I climbed a tree So I could see the world around me. The sun started to disappear Behind the trees I feel no despair I feel at ease Once the sun set I decided to go home And get on the net Search for new parks to explore This is what I implore Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I'm smiling now, and that's a good thing. Thanks. Nan |
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