Liquid WindA Poem by Cherrie Palmerthe wind
Previous Version This is a previous version of Liquid Wind. Liquid wind cool and smooth flowing freely as you move Skipping through the trees I love and stirring leaves to the sky above You speak so softly, and then scream so loud, you’re new each morning though you're centuries old.
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StatsAuthorCherrie 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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