Another poem, again, probably not very good. Let me know what you think.
I peeked under my bed In a pink drawer Looking for a book And instead, found more! There was a sketchbook Dusty and old The pages torn And the metal rings were cold. Wiping it off I opened it up And inside I saw the most curious thing! It looked like a stick figure With fingers of three And it appeared to be trying to sing! I flipped the page To reveal more; I wonder who that Picture was for? Another stick figure No, make that two With paper feathers on the arms And, wow, had they flew! I started to wonder Who drew these strange things? The people who flew And the man who sings? But as I continued looking, I started to see That so many years ago It was me!
Soo beautiful! This is your best of works!! <3
Thank you! I pretty much made it on the spot, but, glad you liked it! :3
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I really like this poem you did really good
thanks :)
Please let me know what you think :3
You did really well on this poem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks :)
This is AMAZING! Good Job! :D
Thank you everyone! :3
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