
Those who are young
Listen well to me
About a land called Hope
Who you shall see
And truely believe
Where its mountians stands tall
Againist the hard strong wind,
And the dirt is watered
With courage every day,
But the thing thats stands out most of all
Is the river of Friendship
It carries love and happiness,
Down to the vallies,
Where all the faeries dance.
And where the villagers drink
The good holy water
So they can relax
In peace with the nature around them.
But what the river really brings
Everyone on the land
And everything living
Filled with spirit
And hope as well.
In general,
It brings everyone togethor!

I'd really enjoy making this poem.
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ReplyDeletei think you DID! you have such a beautiful way of putting things, i cant IMAGINE...
ReplyDeleteThanks. I don't know if you mean can or cant. If cant, well you CAN look at the picture above. Teehee
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