Tuesday, January 10, 2012

My Youth Comments

Rating: 3.9

I remember smell of honeysuckle in the soft morning breeze.
The shimmering sun dancing on the lake and piercing the trees.
So varied are the colors the Autumn leaves will make the eye strain.
From beauty not contained, peaceful the sound of softly falling rain
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jack green
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Robert Beck 28 October 2012

You've covered the peaceful beauty of life.

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Sara Fielder 26 January 2012

Ahhh! What a lovely picture you have painted here! 10++++

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Abhimanyu Kumar.s 14 January 2012

lovely poem very touchy. keep growing. lots of love. abhimanyu kumar.s

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Rekha Mandagere 11 January 2012

Lovely poem, I loved the landscape in which you have made your thoughts to flow like a gentle rain. I must give full marks.

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