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Poetry By: poewhit

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So we grow.

Submitted:Sep 26, 2009    Reads: 84    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

All poets start out as pebbles at the bottom of

the river of life. Through time, some words grow into

rocks. Such as the flower to the plant. Over time, the

poet rock in the river has grown and altered the

course of the rivers life flow.

Though many poet rocks remain as the carpet

of the rivers bottom bed. Capturing the sediments

of the river and enlightening it's society. Poet rocks,

remain as part of the rivers life flow. Each generation,

bringing forth new poet rocks, altering again the rivers

life flow.

9/26/2009 POEWHIT



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