Chippy
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Post by Chippy on Aug 3, 2010 16:17:00 GMT -5
I know this poem needs work...any suggestions?
I hear them calling, I see them near Their presense never falling As they call me here.
The river is streaming As it becomes three. The birds are all singing As they nest in the tree.
Sleeping beneath the brush Are three little fawns. As they begin to hush The forest begins its songs.
'Little human, so new here, So young in her age. Little human, do you hear The bears in their cave.
Little human, sing with us, Im sure you can sing. Little human, you're beautiful In the cover of spring.'
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