The Poem Girl
"Poetry is like a nice big quilt, with words and pictures, pieced together."
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
The Forest
A hare leaps by.
I give a sigh.
A doe with her fawn,
Witness the dawn.
A bird sings.
With blue wings.
In the forest I see,
Animals playing happily.
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