These Happy Things, by Crzy Angelchic |
The shady trees the bumble bees a summer breeze these things make me happy A smile or two A sky of blue A friend that's new these things make me happy The sparkling bay with stones of gray sweet sighs that say "These things make me happy" And now no more that smile i wore at my heart's core Gone are these happy things |
Posted: 2005-11-13 04:57:16 UTC |
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2005-11-05 17:00:59 | Beautifully_Chaotic |
Beautiful! This is a really great poem. |