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| Tuesday, 08 June 2010 00:47 |
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Today I was blessed to receive a poem. It was written by someone I have only just now (after receiving the poem) made some acquaintance with. Her mother sent me the poem, feeling I may well enjoy it. I most certainly did. May you too derive joy from what I consider to be a most wonderful poem. The author of this poem is a writer, and is 10 years of age. I am so happy to be publishing her poem to my website. What a great gift. Grass By Karleen Page
Running in a field I stop Fall backwards And dream Dream dream Dream I've entered a world Where everything makes me Feel like Freedom When I realize I am not dreaming This is a reality All Because Of The GRASS. |