Bids her ComeA Poem by CherriePerched on the edge, I see her feathered skirt ruffle. With an outstretched neck the little bird leans into uncertainty. Until the tiny zephyr bids her come. © 2024 CherrieReviews
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7 Reviews Added on May 1, 2024 Last Updated on May 1, 2024 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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