Monday, August 1, 2011

Sweet Leaf Comments

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Those leaves, as they whiten in the breeze,
through ever loftier, higher trees,
they sing aloud for all to hear,
that more they are, oh so dear.
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Kevin Maroney
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Allemagne Roßmann 22 August 2011

It falls to the ground, oh so slow, as it wanders around, where will it go? Your love of nature flows in the rhythm of your poetry.I am carried away with its tune.Wonderful and ravishing.

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Preston James 18 August 2011

this poem flows really well. you have an awesome writing style. :)

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