QuillA Poem by CherrieWith the tilt of her gaze. Her glee sparked my eye, And the motion formed a seed, That I planted in my mind. Instead of soil and water I gather my journal and quill. Then, formed a sentence, that I hope your soul will thrill😊
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12 Reviews Added on May 5, 2021 Last Updated on July 20, 2022 AuthorCherrieSpringfield , MOAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. After a lifetime of country living, I'm making a move back to town. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: .. more..Writing
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