RainyGirl Posted February 22, 2008 Report Share Posted February 22, 2008 A empty field,so lonely so sadday after daynever waterednever cared fornever played injust to growold and sadhow must it feel so sad.it rainsit snowsas the old fieldgrows olduntil some childrencome play in ithow it felt so niceto make someone happyand to be happy to play inbut once the kids go,they never come backuntil a day when there older they played the same gamesthey did when they were littleand the field got his feeling of being happylike he feltwhen they camewhen they were little.I hope you liked my poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Call me Flower Posted February 23, 2008 Report Share Posted February 23, 2008 It's kind of melancholy, but I like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RainyGirl Posted February 24, 2008 Author Report Share Posted February 24, 2008 It's kind of melancholy, but I like it.thx. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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