QUALITY POEMS
I stood alone on the never ending plains
Resting walk—exhausted legs spread on
Green luscious grass.
Just out of my reach, clouds float
Slowly in the blue ocean.
With tight arms, happiness comes over me
Holding on with a firm grip
I felt it grin.
Silently, it floods in
And changed my thoughts of the huge world.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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