In The Autum Of My Live Poem by david barnett

In The Autum Of My Live



The trees were losing there brown leaves.Winter was coming.I enterd winter.And I was slowley felt like I was Freezing! ! ! I Dyed. Neever to be found But saw the white lite Hevan.David

Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves,winter
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