Morning MurmursA Poem by Cherrie L Bill
I look to thee,
through sleepy eyes. Your teasing smile, is pure delight. Langured bodies still entwined. Bathe beneath the window light. Morning murmurs hover low. As the waiting day must wait some more. The pitter patter of tiny feet spring in the air. As we pretend to sleep. © 2023 Cherrie L BillReviews
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14 Reviews Added on March 1, 2023 Last Updated on March 23, 2023 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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