'Ghazal' form poemA Poem by Cherrie Palmer1st attempt
Sunday's child was I and then the sunset,
my parents so joyed and then the sunset. School days soon begun and then the sunset, soon I closed that door and then the sunset. Warmth came unannounced and then the sunset, left me with a tear and then the sunset. Love so exact showed and then the sunset, growing with each day and then the sunset. Dear defines my name and then the sunset Cherrie you exclaim and then the sunset. © 2022 Cherrie PalmerAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 30, 2022 Last Updated on March 31, 2022 AuthorCherrie PalmerSpringfield , 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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