Mind Of Its Own Poem by Melissa Barber

Mind Of Its Own

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Our world seem to have a mind of its’ own
Green grass grow gradually
Streams and rivers flow gracefully down to meet the ocean
Oceans glide and slide with such ease
The stars above twinkle in the night sky
As the wind whispers wildly
They carry with them
Secrets of the unknown world that we have yet to discover

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aashish Ameya 09 June 2005

nice poem melissa. keep writing.

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