mark anthony st. rose
A Day In Woodford Square - Poem by mark anthony st. rose
The trees dances daintily in the winds,
bathed by the dim heat of the evening sun.
As men under their shades cleverly converse,
sharing scripture or even bible verse.
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Still I Rise
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