Spring
Flowers blossom fresh,
children playing at the park,
enjoy the sunset
children playing at the park,
enjoy the sunset
Spring
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Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Poet4life’s Poems (10)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Friends | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Man on a hill | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Nightly Ghost(Haiku,5 ,7,5) |
0 | 05/01/2009 |
| A great day(haiku,5,7 ,5) |
0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Weekends | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| My great-grandpa | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Trees | 2 | 05/01/2009 |
| Spring | 0 | 04/19/2009 |
| Disarray | 3 | 04/19/2009 |
| Friends | 0 | 04/19/2009 |
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