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The Tree House
#WritcoPoemPrompt52
Write a poem on "A tree house"
In the branches high above, a secret lies,
Home is open to the endless skies.
The chirping birds and rustling leaves,
A sanctuary where the Soul believe.
Running mouse and buzzing bees,
life here is a gentle breezes.
In this heaven, we find peace,
As our spirits soar and never cease.
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Write a poem on "A tree house"
In the branches high above, a secret lies,
Home is open to the endless skies.
The chirping birds and rustling leaves,
A sanctuary where the Soul believe.
Running mouse and buzzing bees,
life here is a gentle breezes.
In this heaven, we find peace,
As our spirits soar and never cease.
© All Rights Reserved
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