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Across this lonely
wooden bridge I walk,
high in the sky
a big brown hawk.
Soaring like an eagle
looking for prey,
over thick clouds
turning dark grey.
Farther as I walk,
I felt a drop of rain
and soon heard the echo,
of a big long train.
This is my first rhyming poem :D I just wrote it the other day for fun so I understand if it's not that great.
~~All my poems are copyright of 2012 and 2013. No part of my poems are to be copied without my permission. Thank you!
wooden bridge I walk,
high in the sky
a big brown hawk.
Soaring like an eagle
looking for prey,
over thick clouds
turning dark grey.
Farther as I walk,
I felt a drop of rain
and soon heard the echo,
of a big long train.
This is my first rhyming poem :D I just wrote it the other day for fun so I understand if it's not that great.
~~All my poems are copyright of 2012 and 2013. No part of my poems are to be copied without my permission. Thank you!
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