ReliefA Poem by Cherrie L Bill
The promise of perception fills the air; as I sit in my chair praying on high.
With absence of wind I hear echoes of thunder roll in. My hopes for a shower building in the East. The land needs refreshment, and the forest animals relief. Finally, I go about the business of the day, with my seed of hope waiting to be blessed by the rain. © 2022 Cherrie L BillReviews
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10 Reviews Added on July 17, 2022 Last Updated on July 17, 2022 AuthorCherrie L BillLA aka lower alabama, ALAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. My goodness is I am going back too country living, I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. Plus my new love has given me a new lease on life. I als.. more.. |

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