![]() PerennialsA Poem by Terry![]() Though something is created it is finite, though something is destroyed it can be rebuilt.![]() In Spring flower blooms, Petals playing in the wind. At year’s end they part. © 2021 Terry |
StatsAuthor![]() TerryLancaster, CAAboutI use to write poetry. I'm trying to get back into creative writing. I play guitar and draw as well. I want to also try short stories. more..Writing
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