I wrote a poem

The meadow is full of flowers
but the most beautiful of the flowers is down a hill
out of reach
plainly visible but unobtainable
when you reach it, disappointment overtakes you
for it is merely a flower

lieks, very deep.. I like it! :)

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:) Sweet.

Hmmmmm hmmm. :cookiemonster:

Howie, I appreciate your attempt to place this in the right forum.