Prompt 4: write a poem about your favourite place to be.
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This place of tall pine trees,
Stretching as far as the eye can see.
Birds of bright feathers,
Flocking, singing, dancing in the sky.
A clear stream,
Fish swimming, water babbling, sunlight reflecting.I lay, in this fields of dandelions
Bathed in a warm golden after light.
As the sun slowly sets, and darkness will soon descend.A fleeting feeling.
A temporary moment.
And a memory frozen in time.
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Poems from the Wild Flower Poetry Club
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