Concrete Poem Of A Flower. Something you might have fascination with or like. Musicbanana the rose a thing of beauty usually grows from grass and dirt that will nurture it.
June 2009 o flower. The plant just barely brushed the bottom of my knee. I called her mother.
Musicbanana the rose a thing of beauty usually grows from grass and dirt that will nurture it.
Concrete poem of a pressed leaf clothed in its springtime green. This poem was just featured on the website of our local. June 2009 o flower. Attired in pure natural innocence thou are ignorant of thy.
