A beautiful world
A beautiful world is were we live together.
With always good weather.
With birds singing.
And animals playing.
Al the others are your friends.
And your luck never ends.
I am sorry that I have to tell you this.
But this world doesn't exist.
With always good weather.
With birds singing.
And animals playing.
Al the others are your friends.
And your luck never ends.
I am sorry that I have to tell you this.
But this world doesn't exist.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| UsherFreak: | Woensdag, augustus 09, 2006 12:20 |
| Mooi geschreven, ik vind wel dat je gelijk hebt | |
| **a girl**: | Woensdag, maart 15, 2006 15:14 |
| He can exist...Just believe in it...Mooi geschreven!! liefs |
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| Augustijntje: | Dinsdag, maart 14, 2006 18:01 |
| but sometimes when one is among ones friends, this world can seem so close! nice poem x! |
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| moongirl1982: | Dinsdag, maart 14, 2006 17:23 |
| het ene moment voelen we ons geluk en dat zitten we weer vol verdriet.mooi geschreven, groet moongirl1982 |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: C. Mcleod | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 maart 2006 | ||
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