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 my 3 poems beatifeal sparkling water falling water smell wonderful creaters drinking water out of the water so peace full and nice and comme... second poem tall trees The tall trees talking to me when the wind blowes through my hair the leafes falling any kind of coler the nice smell of the trees and being so kind to me and being my friend forever... the birds. the beatifeal birds cherping as they plaes being so nice. talking to me every morning seeing them play with there friend! Waching them glind across the water like a flying fish caching there food to feed there babys. Love MaryAlice Article posted April 2, 2008 at 02:27 PM • comment (1) • Reads 1205 • see all articles |
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