Posted on October 5, 2014 Updated on October 5, 2014
Walking down the boulevard,
Seeing and admiring nature,
The Whispering Trees and Dancing Flowers,
I came by a spot and saw,
A dusty old bench.
The bench as I saw,
Was as ancient as the world could tell.
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Posted on May 13, 2014 Updated on October 5, 2014
This poem happens to be that of a former classmate of mine. Personally, I think she’s good, that’s why I featured one of her ‘minor’ works here. Enjoy.
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This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged future, poem, poetry, tomorrow, world.
Posted on June 25, 2013 Updated on October 5, 2014
Tears have flown,
Winds have blown.
Even though time, I do not own,
You remain my forever known. Read the rest of this entry »
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