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Friday, March 11, 2011

poem number 2 :D :D :D :D :D

the wind is whisting through the trees,
the moon shining so bright,
grass dancing in the wind,
the sound of owls flying away,
smelling the wonderful air,
seeing the beutiful stars,
knowing the sun is going to rise again,
he open your eyes,
and start the brand new day,
your up and ready to go,
the birds singing as you walk down the road,
chipmunks skattering in front of you,
hearing the school bell ring,
you start to run through the nice fresh air,
knowing that you are going to be late,
you walk through the door to only seeing 3 people,
you walk to class,
when you take your seat your ready to daydream,
what you daydream about is up to you,
school is finally over and you start to walk home,
wondering about what you will dream about tonight,
you go to bed and close your eyes,
waiting for a new day to begin :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

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