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To Blinded To See

Walking through the park,
So dull and grey,
No one notices anyone's there,
Always in a rush,
Never stop to see,
There's beauty all around,
It's not dull or grey,
The grass has life,
Swaying with the wind,
The leaves on the tree's are whispering,

The birds are chirping,
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Dave 20 April 2012

This Poem is amazing, I can tell it came straight from the heart

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Dave 20 April 2012

This Poem Is Amazin, I can tell it came straight from the heart

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Martin O'Neill 04 March 2012

You have the eyes and the soul of a poet - for you stop to look. And that makes all the difference.

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