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Softly SweetA Poem by justthatgirl34I am a trumpet player. This is a poem about that. I am very passionate about my music. It means everything to me. |
Friday on the FieldA Poem by Jbeall5842A poem describing one of my favorite activities. |
MY LAST JOURNEYA Poem by Rose of many coloursa time to lament,a time of reality,a time of faith, a time to leave,desperate to be in the presence of God. |
My Morning ApocalypseA Story by Bishop R. Joseph OwlesAs I'm reading my devotionals, I hear a low rumble, barely perceptible but perceptible enough. "Was that thunder?" "Was that a truck?" "Was that a.. |
Walking MimeA Poem by Alfred Kukitz"" |
Almost SpringA Poem by Robert RonnowAlmost Spring but only Februaryalmost February but only Januaryonly January but almost March.Almost everyday I play my trumpetalmost every night I rid.. |
Trumpet PlayerA Story by Dan HautzingerA girl Preforms a song she wrote |
Hiding in My SonA Poem by Alfred Kukitzliving in shadow among all this light |
Banish the Doubt.A Poem by amber mabrya poem for my last year in band |
Start Knowing JoyA Poem by Robert RonnowStart now knowing joy,that’s an order,overcome a deepening solitude.Like a bee at a bugleor me at the delion Third Avenue.I said to Joe when do .. |