February 15, 2012
By , carrollton, TX
A poem with life.
A poem that sings.
A book of words.
A poem that rhymes.
Words that form when it rains.
A poem that forms when a baby is born though tears of joy.
Words that form when you cry with your face in a pillow.
The sounds that you hear of children playing at the park from their freeze tag game.
And a poem that was created by you and only you!!! :)

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