Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Traveling Home Again Comments

Rating: 4.5

Jumping over those hills feels like a joy
Even though grandmother is gone and I am no longer
A little boy- Going through those woods
Like a river in its cradle, smelling the burning sugar
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Jacque Hardison 19 July 2011

This is quite good my friend. Please if you don't mind, check out some of my poems and tell me how you like them. Thank you.

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Robert Rorabeck

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