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The winter months can be cold
It makes a tingle in my nose
By smelling roses in a summer evening
With stars that blink
Twirling down like fire
Never ending my desire
Dreaming big
And going far
Veiwing wonders yet untold
With acting thunders
My love unbolds
Like a flower
Lightening power
Power to hold onto
Everything lost
But much to gain
Many dreams yet to be reached
Many memories yet to be touched
It makes a tingle in my nose
By smelling roses in a summer evening
With stars that blink
Twirling down like fire
Never ending my desire
Dreaming big
And going far
Veiwing wonders yet untold
With acting thunders
My love unbolds
Like a flower
Lightening power
Power to hold onto
Everything lost
But much to gain
Many dreams yet to be reached
Many memories yet to be touched
a poem i wrote in creative wrighting class
© 2011 - 2024 sblack2319
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Ahh thats a wonderful poem 
. You're very good, i really like it 
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. You're very good, i really like it .