On a Misty Morning

A poem by Bernadette | 2/19/2008

The trees shine like stars on the hill
On a misty morning
A faint call of horses flow through the wind
The sun rises over the hills
Stars fade and moon sets
On a misty morning

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| Mon, 02/25/2008 - 8:14am

Most excfellent - I Love You - Daddy

Emily | Wed, 02/27/2008 - 5:32pm

Good job!
~eMiLy~

| Wed, 02/27/2008 - 6:34pm

Great poem! It's really sweet.

Clare