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Alyssa My Peach

Behold the stranger lost at sea, the winds blow fierce and swift. Amidst the waves a maiden sweet her glance, a glorious gift. "She must be mine," he thought aloud maid's charm she seemed to kindle. Unique her culture, her love abundant Alyssa my peach so gentle. Cold winds chill a poor man's heart, A smile may thaw him out. Oh yes she is blessed with a friendly visage he simply can't live without.

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Skat A

Date: 4/4/2015 8:00:00 PM

Atlas, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT

Borrah Campbell Iii

Date: 3/30/2015 3:31:00 PM

Thank you all!

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 3/29/2015 10:50:00 AM

Borrah, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends @-> LINDA <-@

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/29/2015 9:01:00 AM

- A small greeting and warm welcome, Borrah :) - Thank you for choosing to share your poems here at the P- Soup - Looking forward to read many poems from you in the future - // Anne-Lise :)

Deborah Turner

Date: 3/28/2015 7:25:00 PM

Beautiful, keep up the good work.