Close your eyes, imagine a meadow,
Vast with greens, and soft as pillows,
And as the Sun herds his sheepish clouds,
My grievances pile and remain un-towed.
Account administrators: Donny Wells, Dan Rastley.
"We are an amateur poet group that writes short stories and poems which are typically strictly fictional in nature and roots.
We make poems for ou.. more..
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