Who KnewA Poem by Cherrie Palmer
The river called for me to see.
To dip my toes into its stream, and in my kayak I joined the flow. To fight the current as I go. The Sun rose high and called a cloud, so, I stayed all the while. Roaring cicadas filled the air and Winters fury was no where near. With burning skin still I smiled and with a renewed purpose I logged each mile. © 2024 Cherrie PalmerReviews
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10 Reviews Added on August 11, 2024 Last Updated on August 14, 2024 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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