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Again I sit beneath the tree
Pen and paper at my knee
I yearn for something new not old.
I search for story never told.
Moons will rise and birds will flock.
Days will pass and months will clock.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 12:49 AM
Congratulations! You know which words to use; that is the KEY!
Hackett Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 5:06 AM
Thanks for your nice words
Daniel Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 10:27 PM
Hmm, congratulations on your win, hope it filled some of your cravings, Jerry:)
Hackett Avatar
October 7, 2021 at 4:45 AM
Thanks
Grasso Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 5:22 PM
Congratulations on your win, Jerry. ...Fran
Hackett Avatar
October 7, 2021 at 4:45 AM
Thanks for taking the time to comment
La France Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 1:57 PM
Jerry, congratulations on your win in Milt's Rhyming Couplet Contest, very well written ~ friendship and harmony _Constance
Allison Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 11:57 AM
Oh I can relate big time recently Jerry, many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
Jones Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 11:32 AM
A big reveal with few words...clever. Congrats
Hackett Avatar
October 7, 2021 at 4:46 AM
Karen, thanks for the nice words.
Goff Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 9:39 AM
A craving I share Jerry, well done!
Hackett Avatar
October 7, 2021 at 4:47 AM
Thanks
Hankins Avatar
October 6, 2021 at 9:17 AM
The simplicity along with the poet's craving "for story" really spoke to me. Second out of fifty entries is praise-worthy, to be sure, and certainly worth CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
Hackett Avatar
October 7, 2021 at 4:44 AM
Thanks for the nice words.
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