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POETRY IN THE SUN

The skys are blue
The sun is bright 
The birds are singing
I sit here reading poetry
In the sun from the poets 
of the past and at last 
There words fill my soul
With joy i sit here reading
Poetry in the sun and my 
Imaginaton wonders 
Through the poems of
the past where the
Poets of the past are 
As i wonder through 
the pages of 
The poems  of the
Poets of the past 
And at last my
Heart feels the joy 
from the poets of the past
poetry in the sun 
 

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Jill Tait

Correct form to from on fifth line but I luvit so lovely Greg ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️💙💕💙

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Greg Etsell

thank you Jill and i did change 
what you told me to change 

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Jill Tait

Aww lovely job Greg 💕⭐️💕

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Marion

Stunning write Greg ❤️

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Really nice write Greg!.............................................Jim

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Tony Taylor

Gorgeous GREG!!.....Nothing like swimming around in the imagination!!......VERY much enjoyed!!........ALL STARS!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo  : )

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Being Me

I can just imagine those poems blowing around in the wind x

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Wow a light breezy poetic time you have depicted in lovely imagery. Thumbs up and keep writing!

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Shaun Cronick

Greg your poem flows and glides beautifully like said wind.
A wind festooned with great and most soothing imagery of the highest poetic order.
A real feel good poem so lovingly written and displayed for one and all.
A poetic joy to read and reread a poem that we can all thankfully escape to,  a poem to enjoy.
Five stars and full honours bestowed to you sir.
I wish you well, enjoy life and thank you again.

 

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