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Sep 03, 2007
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Picture Perfect
A road in it’s beauty
no begining or end,
a young boy is waving
to his family or friend;
the sky and the clouds
at the top of the scene,
with a lake in the foreground
all calm and serene.
The distant mountains
so prominent and blue,
to make this scene permanent
it would only take glue;
and in the meadow
a house so small,
beside it, the boy
a horse, and a stall.
The boy with no hand
I place on the mare’s muzzle,
and I’ve finally finished
my jig-saw puzzle!
— docmaverick, Sep 03, 2007
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Critiques
Mark
18 years 9 months ago
Smiles
docmaverick
18 years 9 months ago
Picture Perfect
Mark
18 years 9 months ago
Doc you must be kidding
docmaverick
18 years 9 months ago
Speaking of "puzzles"...
docmaverick
18 years 9 months ago
(No subject)
Jillian Botha
18 years 9 months ago
This one kept me guessing....
docmaverick
18 years 9 months ago
Picture Perfect