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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1610986

A high School poem written 42 years ago by, myself.

                                                  For you
                                                      by
                                        Barbara Cauzillo' Parks

Life is what you make it.
Everything comes up pretty
and green.
You think of things,
the stuff you've seen.
Go lay in the park,
the air so fresh.
The grass the flowers,
tickling your flesh.
As you gaze at the sky
so vast and blue,
think to yourself,
"God made this for you."

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