pleasures of childhood memories

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    pleasures of childhood memories

    Arose the cockcrow

    succulent smell fresh cut flowers

    Vaile of mist lays forth like that ole quilt

    Patches of green earth peer through

    Birds chirp; flutter their feathers against the dew

    Loll upon green earth stare toward watercolor skies


    Watercolor skies shrivel on coming nimbus clouds

    Pixie droplets prance around as they shower down

    Green earth reaches forth to the skies welcoming the rains

    The birds fly off towards shelter of the wood

    Childish fashion splash around in newly formed puddles in glee


    Simple pleasures of childhood memories

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    jaggededge commented on pleasures of childhood memories

    02-21-2009

    you haVE VERY STRONG WORDS YOU USE I LIKE IT
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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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