Poem -

THE FIELD

RUNNING THROUGH A OPEN FIELD 

THE WIND BLOWING THROUGH MY HAIR

THE SUN BEAMING ON MY FACE

THE GRASS BENEATH MY FEET

THE BIRDS SINGING IT THE TREES 

THEN I STOPPED MY HEART FILLED WITH JOY

THEN I RELIZED THAT THE LORD IS MY SHEAPHERD 

AND I AM HIS LOST SHEEP

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Edward Smirh

I CANT SPELL THAT GOOD HOPE EVERYONE LIKES IT 

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Krystal Davis

Your spelling isn't that bad & your poem is lovely.

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Tina Moore

A very humble piece it is ed.  i enjoyed !  keep writing   tina x

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