Best Trumpeters Poems

Opening my eyes after a night long rest
I cuddled in my soft cushiony bed
And looked outside my sunny arched windows.
The glorious king was lazily greeting
My cottage garden laden with white garden chairs 
Around the green lawn glistening with the night's dew.

My heart warmed and a...

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There's something different about speechless encounters
When the rain pours and we're soaked from the days work,
my legs tremble and my eyes water
With the buds of pain dripping from my eyes 

It has been a lifetime since I promised myself forever
And today seems to be as...

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