The BoastA Poem by Cherrie Palmergetting ready for the wearing of the greenThe green of my eyes and the red of my hair balances out skin so fair. A temper now tapered and a love for the drink. Is a bold proclamation of the Irish in me. I can rhyme with the best and bellow at times. Bending for friends but yielding to none. I am old school thunder, served with a toast. Those that know me best can confirm this is no boast. lol © 2018 Cherrie PalmerReviews
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9 Reviews Added on March 2, 2018 Last Updated on March 2, 2018 AuthorCherrie PalmerOakland, ARAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. I live near the White River, and love trout fishing. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: Obsession Starts.. more..Writing
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