Neverland Poem by Mary Sweet
Neverland
Rating: ★5.0
The meadows turn from green to brown
the old, tall trees fall to the ground
the Tiger Lilies never grow
and the only bird is a big, black crow;
When the air is like a garbage can
and the grass has gone from soft to sand,
will the people of Earth finally see
that we don't live in Neverland?
Friday, April 19, 2013
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