Saturday, November 21, 2009

The Lost Child Comments

Rating: 4.8

What spring he had in his steps
Joyfully moving like a butterfly kissing flowers
The smile could penetrate the coldest of heart
Singing so gleefully like in a trance
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Alok Singhal
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Ekaterina M. Polischuk 08 July 2014

we oll are lost children, we oll are from your poem.... good poem, very thoughtfull.

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Cathy Shao 24 August 2012

I like this poem! :)

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