Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Wars Not Make One Great

Stars at night
That win your trust
Are that hats to breath
Running from the gallop sun

Wors not make one great but
Art makes one
Runaway from
Savage beast
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  1. DavidOctober 20, 2009 at 6:37 PM

    You are the best poet ever. You have this great way of making your poems win the day. GREAT JOB!!!!!!!

    Sincirily,
    Maia
    p.s. sorry i really don't know how to spell sincirily. whoops!

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  2. HaleyOctober 20, 2009 at 8:23 PM

    Dear Will,
    Verry nice poem! I really liked it! I think the golden line was: Stars at night.
    Also, I LOVE Star Wars! That is the best movie EVER!!!!!!
    Sincerely,
    Haley

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