Tuesday MoriningA Poem by Texas*read title* at my college. It's suppose to be bad weather this/that day. It's a short little poem that took me about five minutes to write.Sun clouds give way to rain clouds, What news will they bring? Will they bring relief? Or will they bring sorrow? When they leave, Will the rain grow flowers? Or will the rain grow rivers and streams and creeks to crest? Now the sky grows slate grey. Menacing with it's threatening look. What news shall they bring? © 2009 TexasAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on March 31, 2009 Last Updated on October 12, 2009 AuthorTexasHuntsville, TXAboutgoing to Sam Houston in Huntsville, Texas to get a Bachlor's in English with a minor in Secondary Education; my goal is to get my Master's in Library Science; love sheep, cats, wolves and other animal.. more..Writing
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