Relax

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    Relax

    I'm lying on the ground
    With a sweet chirping sound
    I forget what makes me sad
    Or what makes me mad
    Letting the wind hit my face
    I maintain with the Earths pace
    I like to hear the sounds of airplanes soar
    And do this every day forever more

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    alb29oclfl commented on Relax

    03-10-2010

    ty, it's a great way to chill, the more mature we become, the simple things are all to often missed placed

    realitykat commented on Relax

    03-09-2010

    Welcome...I like this poem very much, Its takes me to a nice place. thnak you for sharing. and keep writting.

    Meldarth commented on Relax

    03-07-2010

    well worded and simple........keeps a nice beat Welcome to OP.....

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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