Me Poem by Tessa McNickle
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Me
Rating: ★4.5
My hair is a waterfall, flowing down my back,
My skin is an egg, with speckles for freckles,
My eyes are decayed bits of bark, scrambled in the lush green grass,
My height is a small tree in the middle of a forest of pine trees,
My musical ability is the wind making a tune.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
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5/4/2024 1:52:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the imagery of this poem. Very good. Keep writing!