The Maker's PaletteA Poem by Cherriewild flowers Little flower, drink in the dew Petals bare, shimmer bright Drinking in the morning light First hint of Sun, see her stretch Alone she sparkles in her lavender best, But, amongst this field of flowers wild The Maker’s palette is an awesome sight. © 2011 CherrieReviews
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