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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Art Response Poem


The sun breaks through the mountain,
and norishes the land like a fountain.

The trees stand strong and sturdy,
theres not a creature in the land in a hurry.

The river is calm and restless,
the birds are taking a rest.

The evening is calm,
its half past dawn,
and theres nothing wrong with that.

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