Ysanna John Poems

The clouds in the blue sky,
The birds in the air.
The flow'rs by the wayside
With perfume so rare.
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A flock of sheep, white cotton bolls,
A sheet in the wind, dresses for dolls.
The seats of a chair, blankets of white,
Vanilla icecream, so fluffy so light.
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1.The mountains loom way up high,
Summits stretch to touch the sky.
The winding, slippery slopes so steep,
The few footholds are hard to keep.
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