![]() lines scribbled on the way to my uncle's funeral (in an ugly car)A Poem by lily platycorn![]() As I rode through the countryside to go to my uncle's funeral the hills looked like a sleek serpent breathing flames into the dark red trees.![]() The Green Hills
Are a jade serpent The dragon of spring The wake of the morn The dance of life The sleep of death The way of the world. © 2011 lily platycorn |
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Added on January 30, 2011 Last Updated on January 30, 2011 Authorlily platycornstroudsburg, PAAbouti am a thirteen year old girl. i love writing novels and poetry. i have written one novel (150 pages) and lots of poetry. more..Writing
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