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On Cloud nine 💕

On Cloud nine 💕

There’s a little voice that thinks I am mad.. “Why must I write?” as I pickup my pen on this Monday night...

“Heaven’s above you have wrote three today, give your noggin a rest and put that pen away!!” But I can not heed my head when my heart is afire, and I cannot trust that little voice coz it is sometimes a liar..

So I ignore that minute menace sitting on my left shoulder, I only listen to my inner soul, it is the eye of the beholder..My pleasure is my poetry, an addiction of mine..and it should stop me from going gaga, and keep me on cloud nine...

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Jill Tait

Thanking you my great friend ❤️💕❤️

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Shaun Cronick

Great write and message poem Jill! Full marks.
For it's all about keeping the the old noggin ticking over and active, as time marches on.
And it's more than nice to see and read your poetry that proves it to make us feel good and content.❤️
Thanks again and five stars and not forgetting that ouchy pin.

 

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Jill Tait

Haha ay that dam old noggin lol Thank you Shaun 🤣💙❤️💙

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