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Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Friday, August 19, 2011 11:53 PM
 The Garden
I went to the Garden, I go there everyday, I love to visit there, Sometimes I think there is where I'll stay. I might be there from one to six or more hours night time or day, I come when I am feeling happy, and everything is okay, I come when I am sad and can't find my way. The garden is a comfort, The garden is a comfort, My friend always meets me there, My friend lives in the garden, It never matters to him how long I stay, It never matters to him how long I stay, I begin to talk to him. |
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Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Friday, August 19, 2011 10:38 PM
 Storm
First the light gray clouds appeared in the sky with a grand vast display of enormous, puffy, gray masses which began claiming territory as it spread its presence vastly across the endless once light blue sky.
Then the dark, gray intense puffy clouds formed their gathering and they over took an abundnce of the territory once claimed by the light grays.
The grays began to move together while approaching each other and when their paths met, the wind blew around the earth fiercely and the sky appeared forcibly |
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Thelma Cunningham: Posted on Friday, August 19, 2011 9:18 PM
 | Hi! Thanks For Viewing! Poems |
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That way I will be able to let you view samples of selected poems or story features.
Here is an Example
This is a poem from new book:"Majestic Poetry" "Eloquent Poetic Expressions"
In Prayer
I can only come to you the best way that I know how because,
My soul cries out to you Lord. |
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