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Tuesday, August 11, 2015

ANZAC

Anzac poppy
small and sweet
It was there in world war one
under a tone of mud.
Fragile petals
red as blood
It was a wounded flood.
I chose this poem because I am proud of presenting this work to the word
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3 comments:

  1. AnonymousAugust 11, 2015 at 2:45 PM

    Nice work Nathaniel i like your similes and good work keep it up

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  2. AnonymousAugust 11, 2015 at 2:46 PM

    Nice work Nathaniel i like your similes and good work keep it up

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  3. Nathaniel.uAugust 11, 2015 at 5:38 PM

    Great job Nathaniel I'm very impressed what a great read. Keep up the awesome work.

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