Andrew D Robertson

Rookie (March 25,1986 / Orange, California)

Surrender - Poem by Andrew D Robertson

Today is September fourth.
It's a perfect, beautiful day.
The sun is shining brightly.
A slight breeze is caught in the trees.
A long whistle is heard
As the current glides through the grass.
A Robin sings, the bees buzz and the lake lay still.
Today is September fourth.
Today is the day I died.

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  • (4/27/2010 12:45:00 AM)

    Excellent. Enjoyed this poem thoroughly. Well done. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010

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