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Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Writing Prompt 11

Prompt: Close your eyes and write about what immediately pops in your head.

Pink petals
Fall softly
Spring's own snow
Covering the grass
Wind swirls the trees
Blooming into rows
Of pink and brown
Streaks of sunshine
Peek through clouds of
White and Gray
Going where they may
A calmness in the air
If only I was there
In the quiet recesses of my mind

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