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no.51
Contributed by
bo
on
Sunday, 9th November 2008 @ 06:09:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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hand to hearth the penny bricks
of system start create
the perfect place to plan to play
to follow fate
fresh and fun
spring has sprung
and lifes begun at 51
with duty and with pride protect
what grows within this wondrous place
filled with fruit
you'll know its home
when summer smiles upon your face
alive and free
harvests brung a breath of fun at 51
spread the sheet afore the door
deny that time deceives
with each new crack and creak
footsteps floating with autumn leaves
aging and fading
fall has flung
all songs been sung at 51
howling quakes the pictures on the piece
of life and love and light.
from emblaze remain a flicking flame to warm the lonley night
and as he sleeps, winter creeps
to steal last breath and moan
and so it be the time has come
51's a house, not a home
Copyright ©
bo
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2008-11-09 18:09:25]
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Re: no.51
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by Jenni_K on
Sunday, 9th November 2008 @ 06:20:43 PM AEST
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Interesting concept....nicely done..
Welcome to the site..hope to see more from you..
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Re: no.51
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by jenniferstein2006 on
Sunday, 9th November 2008 @ 10:39:50 PM AEST
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| i enjoyed this alot!!! |
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