The GardenA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe garden blooms to your delight; to and from this very night. When you are but one; this garden blooms until you're done.The Garden
By: Adam M. Snow The garden blooms to your delight; to and from this very night. When you are but one; this garden blooms until you're done. Keep that in mind but out of sight; this garden is full of roses so white. Open up and let shine the sun; for Springtime has only begun. Show off your garden so bright; for there is no need to fight. Now go on, no need to run; when you're in your garden my son. © 2010 Adam M. Snow |
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3 Reviews Added on April 19, 2010 Last Updated on April 19, 2010 AuthorAdam M. SnowPhoenix , AZAbout"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow I keep my work clean, I write to inspire others. Some people would even call me a philosopher, but w.. more..Writing
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