In the small beauti of a forest
Scattering earth in there strange woods
The roots of it dangle from there mouths
And in a high distance from the strong sun
The small nouns crying faith
As the the animals lives in there habbitat
A contest entry
- Challenge #3: a poem in 50 words by Virgoan.
900 points, ended August 23, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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welcome to all poetry
Hi neisha17
I think you did a great job on this poem, good luck to you in the contest
please keep writing, reading and commenting
Barbara
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I feel like iI put a lot of work into the poem and it turned out good

