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Sing as each day writes a song.
Fill the air when joy is gone.
I am a bird; clip my wing.
Bind my hands and I will sing.





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Treyster said...
Dec. 9, 2011 at 3:05 pm
This is poetry club.  We enjoyed your poem. We found meaning in your second line, and Mr. Hobson thought that the last two lines were very powerful.
 
I<3violin said...
Mar. 22, 2011 at 4:34 pm
Great poem! I love to sing and I think your poem really says a lot about singing/music and what it can do for you which is cool especially because the poem is so short. I also really like the picture. Way to go!
 
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