Peaceful Poem by Sherry Woodard

Peaceful

Rating: 3.8


In a field of clover
Hear the whipporwills
The river flowing so gently
How crisp the air feels
The sun going down
A bright star burning
Constantly guiding, lighting our path
To a brand new day!

Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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