The roaring laughter
bounced through the hall like a wild lion.
It leaped over the walls like a
fierce tiger and it turned
into a soft meow of a kitten.
Maria Fischinger @ Chicago, 2007
RoaringA Poem by Maria Fischinger Children's poetry
© 2008 Maria Fischinger |
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Maria FischingerChicago, ILAboutI am busy!!! shhhhhhhhh! Don�t interrupt me!!! I am busy classifying the green tones of the forests leaves. Don�t disturb me !! I am occupied watching the outline of the mounta.. more..Writing
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