P O E M B O Y 6 Poem by JOE POEWHIT

P O E M B O Y 6



Flowers cover a hill
Beauty of nature
Quit is the sound
The sun all around
Let me sit and look
Gentle sound of a brook
A bird flies softly
It's shadow crosses me

Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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JOE POEWHIT

JOE POEWHIT

New York City
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