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Swampyville's - You're the Poet - "Holding On"
You're the Poet!
Fill in the below blanks with the following words or use your own words!
Bloom, doom, fly, pain, propose, rain, rose, sigh.
Holding On! By L. Don Oliver
I came upon a new mown field, And heard the black birds _; Tiring of their fruitless search, Away they began to ;
I walked thru a valley of flowers, Who's buds refused to __; All wilting in the same direction, Waiting for their coming _;
I strolled the desert's heat, And felt the scorching _; Then came the darkened clouds, With their life refreshing _;
Holding on to that I believe, Destiny is not mine to _; Concerned not about that to come, After pausing to smell the __;
Stings of Life! By L. Don Oliver
The sting, from a honey bee The barb, still quivering there Plucking it, from my arm Sometimes, life isn't fair
Less it be, I do not see The moral, of that sting Tis better, to mind ones kind Than the pain, that it will bring