Relax
I'm lying on the groundWith a sweet chirping sound
I forget what makes me sad
Or what makes me mad
Letting the wind hit my face
I maintain with the Earths pace
I like to hear the sounds of airplanes soar
And do this every day forever more
Relax
I'm lying on the groundalb29oclfl commented on Relax
03-10-2010
realitykat commented on Relax
03-09-2010
03-07-2010
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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The moon | 3 | 03/10/2010 |
Me | 1 | 03/10/2010 |
Snow | 2 | 03/10/2010 |
I love you | 1 | 03/10/2010 |
Grandma Hazel | 1 | 03/06/2010 |
Relax | 3 | 03/06/2010 |
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