On My Upcoming VacationA Poem by Emily
Gold fills the air
Sparkling in my eyes A small breeze rustles my thoughts My muse descends Warmth surrounds me Reminding me of the time Light and shadows inspire And perhaps anticipation Bleary eyes turn starry What of this season Gives you most joy Never forget Outside, your freedom Inside, your paradise Choose wisely © 2012 Emily |
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Added on May 22, 2012 Last Updated on May 22, 2012 |
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