Cold Spring

by Kalie Baby   Jul 19, 2006


The clod spring is like running through the meadows
It\'s as beauitful as wild flowers,
Like a wild horse playing in the flied.
The cold spring is like a dream
From the cold stream a splash on face to wake you and place where you can loe yourself.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Chelsea Sprite

    It's good. I have a few corrections to make. Only a few. Don't worry. :) I think you meant the words "cold" not "clod" and "field" not "flied" and lastly "lose" instead of "loe". I make mistakes too. It's not that big of a deal. :) Pretty good, otherwise. ;)

    ~~Spanish367

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