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Under water drowned
Gone with the wind
Under rubble buried
And by pestilence effaced
Smitten by a ferocious storm
Civilizations go into oblivion!!


The sun is shining
The shoots are erupting
The flowers are blooming
The butterflies are twirling
The sad old earth 
Is brimming with mirth 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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Date: 3/6/2009 11:34:00 AM
I love this two part poem! I guess we need the storm to help grow and appreciate the wondrous beauty it creates. Very well written! Thank you for your kind comments. Love, Shar
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