O Silent Night Poem by Anastasia Wofford

O Silent Night



O silent night,
Come to me,
Not like a bandit,
Nor a thief,
But as a blooming flower,
Wait for me.

Friday, February 22, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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Anastasia Wofford

Anastasia Wofford

Marianna, Florida
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