The angel that presided o'er my birth
said, "Little creature, formed of joy and mirth,
Go love without the help of any thing on earth."
A contest entry
- The Second Battle of the Poets Contest! by Previn.
540 points, ended September 6, 2007, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think?
Comments
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This is short and sweet and beautiful in its simplicity.
I love it.
Not quite sure what option this fits in my contest.
Thanks for entering.
Regards
Previn

