Thursday, December 22, 2011

Natures Mysteries Comments

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The trees now are turning so vaired are the shades.
Cool and clear the night soon ice will choke the glades.
Sad and mornful song in the distance cries a loon.
While on the shadowed horizon hangs the harvest moon.
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Silentpoet Grl 12 January 2012

Great poem! I really like this one!

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Smoky Hoss 04 January 2012

Wonderful poem. Nature is always such a beautiful mystery.

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