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Oldest memories of a time long ago Water surrounds the world I see The red of blood through waters deep A symbol now is what does reveal and spark II If not a dream, then what memory The truth be known in later years My oldest memories that haunts me to this day For I fell into a pool as a young baby of three As a gallant man jumped in to save the young lass A thing that was in my mind now and then |
Poem Style – Rhyme / Poem Catagory – Personal
Written by Lady Kathleen
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What a beautiful poem.
I have a poetry project coming up in school and would like to know if I could possibly base my project off this poem.
Ladykathleen…
Another piece which is written in a style that one can understand. It pulls the reader into the poem and lets them feel the aura of the words and to be able to achieve this one must be a brilliant writer and poet.
I ove and understand your work and if you can get the readers doing that then you have achieved a great deal. A most creative piece of writing.
Oliver Plaice