My Lovely White SwanA Poem by Carrie ManorLovely white swan, black opal beak, orange, sun kissed, charming beak. Lovely swan, why not thee come swim my way? While the glint in your dreamy eyes sparkles, diminish, I into more lovelier days. Meager, little, made I of my ways. Shame, smitten, I whom loathe. Yee whom come by the flourishing garden grove. Praise begotten this majesty radiant white, black pearl gleam. Whence flowers come fragrant, I’ve come to demise. Sent by thy, come to I all that is wise! Thee handsome prince, how may I despise? Anyone but myself? For whence the kingdom all took look. Innocence abode... How the prince snuggled young under warm nook © 2011 Carrie ManorAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 16, 2011 Last Updated on February 17, 2011 AuthorCarrie ManorAboutBonjour! My name is Carrie Manor. Believe it or not but I’m eighteen years old. I’m not to particular fond of computers or the internet, but I enjoy this opportunity to share my writing a.. more..Writing
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