Green grass,
blooming tall trees;
creatures having a blast
running around in the cool breeze;
all pleased.
Homebound
with a locked door,
hunger echoes its sound;
oh God, we can’t take much more;
too poor!
mlowe5
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A Quintain Set
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The Immortal Wize says: if this ain't the truth, God Bless the poor. |
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mlowe5 says: ONE, my Brother! Peace and Love, M'Lowe |
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mlowe5 says: Thanks, love_supreme. This was the result of a challenge. Pleased that it resonated with you. Peace and Love. |
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