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Barbara Writes
United States
Submitted by Barbara Writes on 4 January 2008 - 10:12pm.| Updated 5 January 2008 - 2:21pm.
Style / Type:
freeform
I climb the highest mountain
Leaving behind worlds trouble
Free from all pains inflicted
Slipping to the bottom
I lay quiet looking to the heavens
As life flashes by
On the wings of a bird
All worries fly away
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
(1 vote)

nice poem…. can be a
nice poem…. can be a little more discriptive :)
Thanks will work on
I will do this