| Open Poetry #45 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan
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. This morning Out of nothing As the sun rose And the air turned A pale blue Just beyond The green corn Summer grasses Flecked with dew River willows Yellow flowers On a low hill Where I no longer go You Coming to me Through the snow . |
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amk377 Member
since 2009-08-11
Posts 58South Carolina |
very beautiful...I could picture everything in this in my mind. that is the sign of a true gift! beautiful! "we have but a moment...only one moment" |
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peaceseaker Member
since 2009-07-29
Posts 161 |
short but oh so sweetly written, a lot of tender feelings went in to this I think...enjoyed a great deal....peaceseaker |
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