Tuesday, February 3, 2009

The Wild, Driven Snow Comments

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</>I walk to the store

It is the dead of winter
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Samuel Stuart Pennell
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Louis Rams 31 May 2009

search the footprints and you will see, that the patterns are made for you and me. look upon a rug, or the tile on the floor, and you will see GODS gift forever more. another gr8t write

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R Milana 17 February 2009

simple but impressive...nice one

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Junior Pocoloco 07 February 2009

Your poetry also makes footprints in us, good poem, simple is best, I say no more.

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