When peace came, a gate begged
A gentle path inviting me to
Stroll through verdant fields of spring,
Bristling with a bouncing life
Of colour; flowers cheering to
The air ‘We have a chance in nature! '
A gentle path inviting me to
Stroll through verdant fields of spring,
Bristling with a bouncing life
Of colour; flowers cheering to
The air ‘We have a chance in nature! '
Poems remind me of life in peace and that's all Hitler wants: Peace. You are the ones who started the war so stop blaming Hitler.
~Yours Truly
Eva Braun *The beautiful amazing perfect person*
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