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I Wonder Why?
The air was chill.
He loped down the
winding path in his
dark blue suit.
The briefcase, with
his complete entire
life's fortune was
swinging jauntily by
his side.
The weather of late
March showers, swiftly
sudden fog was rising
over the scattered cottages.
Rapacious vines encroached
on the scrupulous suspicious
plots of roses.
He loped down the
winding path in his
dark blue suit.
The briefcase, with
his complete entire
life's fortune was
swinging jauntily by
his side.
The weather of late
March showers, swiftly
sudden fog was rising
over the scattered cottages.
Rapacious vines encroached
on the scrupulous suspicious
plots of roses.
Published 3rd Nov 2012
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4th Nov 2012 8:19am
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4th Nov 2012 6:57pm
Uma:
I'm glad the poem permitted you personally to ask a few questions. I will keep writing until I die.
marcella1
I'm glad the poem permitted you personally to ask a few questions. I will keep writing until I die.
marcella1