Classic poem of the day
When Ruth was left half desolate,
Her father took another mate;
And Ruth, not seven years old,
A slighted child, at her own will
Went wandering over dale and hill,
In thoughtless freedom bold.
And she had made a pipe of straw,
And music from that pipe could draw
Like sounds of winds and floods;
Had built a bower upon the green,
As if she from her birth had been
An infant of the woods.
Beneath her father's roof, alone
Sh......
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He and she,
She and he,
Together they were a beautiful sea.
Belonged to a society so mean and clean,
Hence, they remained for years unseen.
She was crazy, rich and a rebel,
He was quite opposite in the shell.
It was through the buttons they talked,
Liked photos and then they stalked.
Later decided to meet at a spot,
and they chatted as they walked.
One fine day,with a glass full of wine,
He looked into the eyes, so fine so divine.
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