Freedom Poem by Phil Soar

Freedom



Flowers in the garden
Berries in the trees
Acorns lying on the ground
Sticking in my knees
Nettles stinging all my parts
Perhaps I should have thought
Running around naked
I will probably get caught!

Friday, October 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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Phyllis Strong 16 October 2015

That’s funny, LOL, made me laugh.: -) : -) : -)

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