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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 10 months ago
Smiles
docmaverick
18 years 10 months ago
Picture Perfect
Mark
18 years 10 months ago
Doc you must be kidding
docmaverick
18 years 10 months ago
Speaking of "puzzles"...
docmaverick
18 years 10 months ago
(No subject)
Jillian Botha
18 years 10 months ago
This one kept me guessing....
docmaverick
18 years 10 months ago
Picture Perfect
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