michael baker


The Valley - Poem by michael baker

As I gaze upon the valley
Its mother nature and all her splendor.

The heavens open, raindrops falling
Never knew they could fall so tender.

The rolling hills are blessed with
flowers blowing in the breeze.

The birds recite a majestic chorus
The endless calm blue seas.

All these things my senses tally
As I gaze upon the valley.


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  • Adeline Foster (9/17/2012 4:14:00 PM)


    Very good this. Read mine - Mitigation -
    Adeline
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 23, 2012


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