Mystery Poem by Gladys Gladys

Mystery



I saw clearly.
He was a string in the wind.
He turned and bounced.
I saw his green, blue and pale.
And I felt his Happines.
I saw loneness clearly
He was croak.
He turned and slowly.
I saw his brown, blue, and pale.
And heard him whisper
And I felt like giving him a hug.

Thursday, November 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: giving,green
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Billy Joe Collins 20 November 2008

good poem thanks for sharing

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