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The Poetic Writer 🌹

The Poetic Writer 🌹

This writer is lost in a world of poetry

Amidst a meandering mind that wanders free

And betwixt her mind the things she sees

Wholesome’s her heart so happily..

She tip toes amongst meadows and inhales pure perfume

Rich from that ripeness from Summers bloom

And all from the comfort of her own cozy room

This Authoress ne’er burdens gloom..

Imagination is her key

To feel and touch, hear and see

Where that spiritual soul is solitary

Contented as one could ever be...

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Greg Etsell

what a great poem 
i  love lines 
she tip toes amongst
meadows and inhales
pure perfume 
what great line 
i love it 
GOOD MORNING
JILL!!!!!!

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Jill Tait

Awww so chuffed you enjoy Good morning Greg my lovely friend 🌹🌹🌹

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The fish of the sea

XD I wish Jill! Feels like some rough waters for me, though it isn`t all about me. Enjoyed the read here my friend, cheered me up. Even if twas just a tad~

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Jill Tait

Awwwww bey hoping you okay my
lil lovely Fishy❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️

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