BeautyA Poem by FireFox9
Water flows from the original rock
Reveals the original, only clock As the sun sheds light on the land A scenery revealed to be so grand A sky that fades to grey Yet none of it will stay And so a sculpture is made from clay To preserve the beauty of this day © 2014 FireFox9 |
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FireFox9NJAboutMy name Matthew but I prefer Matt. I love to write and tend to think up random ideas anywhere at anytime. I mainly write poetry but I may write some other stuff in the future. Read and review. more..Writing
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