Egal Bohen

Rookie - 12 Points (Earth)

Top Of The Hill - Poem by Egal Bohen

When the sun shines on a clear day

And the wind blows through the green leaves

Of the Beech trees

At the top of the hill

Where the birds soar to the white clouds

In the blue

Thats where I would be

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 30, 2008

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