Mingling PrayersA Poem by Cherrie Palmer
Heaven’s tears
freely flow, falling fast. Mingling with the prayers of men. Making a celestial mist of praise. That dances upon the wind. As the waning moon, yawns for rest. His fading smile slipped away, to return again at the end of day. The finishing touch of morning peaks- With- sunrise's simple splendor, swathed with morning dew. © 2021 Cherrie PalmerReviews
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10 Reviews Added on October 14, 2021 Last Updated on October 14, 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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