ordinary passerby

The Magic Snow - Poem by ordinary passerby

In our city the snow never melts.
Usually it's
indistinguishable from the grass and asphalt.

In our city the sun always shines.
However, it's
often moonful

In our city all live forever.
they pretend to be dead
and hide

Comments about The Magic Snow by ordinary passerby

  • Rookie - 133 Points Allemagne Roßmann (9/18/2011 1:22:00 AM)

    Great write.....very holy as it sounds and implies (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 133 Points Allemagne Roßmann (9/18/2011 1:20:00 AM)

    The myths of a city of wonder....i appreciate..well written (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 786 Points Patti Masterman (9/17/2011 12:48:00 PM)

    I like it I like it! Verymuch ;) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 17, 2011

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