Best Poem of Sarah Louise Persson

Just A Tree
A leaf falls off the autumn tree,
And glides away so gently,
With an elderly hand I reach to hold,
And feel each line, each crease and fold.

It's life of blowing in the breeze,
The hue of sun kissed lemons,
And still its shape holds perfect form,
A leaf thats old but not quite worn.

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Gone Fishing!
Gone Fishing!

I count my blessings daily,
I have good things in my life,
I'm healthy and I have a job,
I've children and a wife.

I've a gorgeous little cottage,
And a big ol family car,
The fridge is full of things to eat,
And the local pubs not far.

I play golf on a . . .
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