Marycile Beer You Have Been Tagged.
Cile dear one
full of fun
facing another winter's glum.
She throws morsels out the back
to feed the squirrels ere they attack.
Smart ain't she , sharp as a tack
to store her wheelchair on a rack.
Come spring she'll gladly say
come on squirrels, come on back.
I need someone to scratch my back.
And there is more to her great 'lore
lots of fun and laughter too.
Leaves me begging her for more.
Great poems, delightful comments
she writes for all her poetrysoup friends.
Boy isn't she great with her pen..oops key pad.
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