Poems Hide

February 12, 2011
By Anonymous

Poems hide in the mouth of a whale
At the bottom of the ocean,
Lost in outer space
Riding on the back of a shooting star.

They hide at the tippy top
Of the highest mountain,
Or buried in the pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow.

But most of all,
Poems hide in your dreams,
Your most desired wishes,
Waiting to some day be discovered

The author's comments:
Inspired by “Valentine for Ernest Mann”
By Naomi Shihab Nye

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Felicia GOLD said...
on Mar. 18 2011 at 8:53 pm
Felicia GOLD, Chandler, Arizona
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nice :)      


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