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What The Sky That Falls Poem Are You?

angelgirl

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This one's for people who enjoy poetry!

What The Sky That Falls Poem Are You?
https://www.playbuzz.com/angelgirl10/what-the-sky-that-falls-poem-are-you

The Favourite Neighbour

The tone of your voice has quite a nice ring,
Your countenance appealing when you frown,
Your eyes is heart-warming in cosy brown;
You're a breath of fresh air in lovely Spring,
You're a gorgeous melody when you sing;
The one that I want in my wedding gown,
With no one but you I'd rather be thrown.
The one who pulls a chord on my heart-string,
Manners so charming, I can't let you go.
The good life in rain, snow, even wet sleet,
I tenderly wipe a drop off your brow;
You're my favourite neighbour up my street,
To my parents, you're the one that I'd show.
Take long walks with you, I have happy feet.
 
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Individual_One

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Just took this test.. I also got 'The Favourite Neighbour'!

Seems to match most of the answers I chose.

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The tone of your voice has quite a nice ring,
Your countenance appealing when you frown,
Your eyes is heart-warming in cosy brown;
You're a breath of fresh air in lovely Spring,
You're a gorgeous melody when you sing;
The one that I want in my wedding gown,
With no one but you I'd rather be thrown.
The one who pulls a chord on my heart-string,
Manners so charming, I can't let you go.
The good life in rain, snow, even wet sleet,
I tenderly wipe a drop off your brow;
You're my favourite neighbour up my street,
To my parents, you're the one that I'd show.
Take long walks with you, I have happy feet.

From The Sky that Falls, by Deniz Besim
 
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The Favourite Neighbour


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The tone of your voice has quite a nice ring,
Your countenance appealing when you frown,
Your eyes is heart-warming in cosy brown;
You're a breath of fresh air in lovely Spring,
You're a gorgeous melody when you sing;
The one that I want in my wedding gown,
With no one but you I'd rather be thrown.
The one who pulls a chord on my heart-string,
Manners so charming, I can't let you go.
The good life in rain, snow, even wet sleet,
I tenderly wipe a drop off your brow;
You're my favourite neighbour up my street,
To my parents, you're the one that I'd show.
Take long walks with you, I have happy feet.
 

Mole

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This one's for people who enjoy poetry!

What The Sky That Falls Poem Are You?
What The Sky That Falls Poem Are You? | Playbuzz

The Favourite Neighbour

The tone of your voice has quite a nice ring,
Your countenance appealing when you frown,
Your eyes is heart-warming in cosy brown;
You're a breath of fresh air in lovely Spring,
You're a gorgeous melody when you sing;
The one that I want in my wedding gown,
With no one but you I'd rather be thrown.
The one who pulls a chord on my heart-string,
Manners so charming, I can't let you go.
The good life in rain, snow, even wet sleet,
I tenderly wipe a drop off your brow;
You're my favourite neighbour up my street,
To my parents, you're the one that I'd show.
Take long walks with you, I have happy feet.

There is nothing quite like happy feet, all we need to do is walk. Walking is one of our first skills, and one of the last skills to leave us. We are, after all, the bipedal animal that walks upright and surveys the terrain. Would you like to come for a walk? Walkies perhaps? Walkies with me? Two pairs of happy feet walking along together.
 
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The Favourite Neighbour
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The tone of your voice has quite a nice ring,
Your countenance appealing when you frown,
Your eyes is heart-warming in cosy brown;
You're a breath of fresh air in lovely Spring,
You're a gorgeous melody when you sing;
The one that I want in my wedding gown,
With no one but you I'd rather be thrown.
The one who pulls a chord on my heart-string,
Manners so charming, I can't let you go.
The good life in rain, snow, even wet sleet,
I tenderly wipe a drop off your brow;
You're my favourite neighbour up my street,
To my parents, you're the one that I'd show.
Take long walks with you, I have happy feet.
 

Norexan

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As birds soar over the sky really high,
The ceiling bends slightly towards them all,
Their whispers freeze upon our lips quite dry,
For when up there, no one can hear them call.

The ceiling bends towards them all,
As the clouds are cast lower than they seem,
For, when up there, no one can hear them call,
They surge above us, as if in a dream.

As the clouds are cast lower than they seem,
Their whispers freeze upon our lips quite dry,
They surge above us, as if in a dream,
As birds soar over the sky really high.

From The Sky that Falls, by Deniz Besim
 

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Travel Journey

I love to travel on an aeroplane,
Particularly by a window seat,
When looking right out of the window pane.

Look out so tiny is the city main,
A tirade of small houses all quite neat.
I love to travel on an aeroplane.

The wildest fields by fluffy clouds are slain,
And no longer can one see the city street.
When looking right out of the window pane.

I take a photo of window terrain,
The birds down below my photographs meet.
I love to travel on an aeroplane.

The right time from the window I refrain,
As I admire the views my heart does bleat.
When looking right out of the window pane.

Upon my photographs I see a stain,
It's the bright yellow sun causing a treat.
I love to travel on an aeroplane,
When looking right out of the window pane.

From The Sky that Falls, by Deniz Besim
 
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