Category: True poems Tuesday
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This Fall Morning
Read more: This Fall MorningI looked up and saw the hills To my side were the trees This fall morning Not cold not hot I choose to be glad For the not may fade But my soul remains I looked to the ground Fallen leaves 🍁 are brown Some sides nearly yellow Others simply dry Yesterday was cold Tomorrow…
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Peaceful poetry
Read more: Peaceful poetryWould there be any place like this This precious sanctuary of peace Peace like no other in her bosom Bosom they say is my name Name given in respect Respect which I duly earned Earned earnestly with hard work Hard work not wrong work Wrong work always pushes you You close to your door in…
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