Untouched Poem by Zia Jaycee May Trent

Untouched



Rolling hills
a unique land
vast, and open land
untouched by
human force
free sunset
lively land
untouched by
human hands
pure love is
this land
untouched by
human hands

Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sunset
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