Allie
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The Passing of TimeA Poem by Allie |
With Open EyesA Poem by AllieThis is a poem written by a man on the streets in Ottawa, Ontario. He was writting poems on pieces of carboard and selling them to make a bit of money.. |
Fly, Little BirdA Poem by AllieThis is something that came to my mind while visiting Ottawa, Canada. It's not very good ... but that's okay. I thought I'd put it up anyway. |
The Waking EyeA Poem by AllieSomething I created off the top of my head. I don't usually write in this type of rhyming scheme, but I decided to try something different. I hope you.. |