a GlimpseA Poem by Cherrie PalmerI yield to the sign at the crossway. Stopping firmly to collect my thoughts. Do I repeat the road from yesterday? The one where the morrow is sought. Breaking the repeated
pattern, a glimpse of the latter is caught. Either way I’ll take the day for what it's worth for life is a gift of discovery and cannot be bought. © 2021 Cherrie PalmerAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on May 5, 2021 Last Updated on May 5, 2021 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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