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Who Hath Seen My Brother

Who Hath Seen My Brother Who hath seen my thee brother more? Someone who seeks broad things at night Then sitting fleetingly at his very door! His hair flauntingly willowing in the wind With fumes of poppies swaying in slight Thy brother is a sturdy sound kind of knight! He may doth thus seek, scurry and find A damsel in destitute of circumspect Let not fear of her dour respect, respect. Think not of her beauty's musical too While at night the weeping willows say A touch of stubble plains of rosy hue! Wile doth men play violins on this breezy day Sometimes like a whisper thou dost keep Please hath not wake up my many sheep! For sleepy music is laying at my door Who hath not seen my thee brother more My brother may have to find a beauty by score! Written: June 1, 2014 Sherri

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Date: 1/2/2016 12:58:00 AM
Shakespearian, legendary if i will say...nice poem Sherri
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Sherri Whiteford
Date: 1/5/2016 1:54:00 AM
Thank you so very much White Sage for your great legendary comment, I so like this state of the art poetry.... Sherri
Date: 12/30/2015 4:28:00 PM
I like the tranquil waiting at the door... Sherri, enjoyed reading. SKAT
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Sherri Whiteford
Date: 1/1/2016 11:59:00 PM
Thank you so very much Skat for your beauty of a comment on this penned poem of mine... Happy New Year..... Sherri
Date: 12/30/2015 8:20:00 AM
Sherri, I like your poetic style here. Not many use the Shakespearian way. SKAT
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Sherri Whiteford
Date: 12/30/2015 9:56:00 AM
I'm so very glad you like this Shakesperian style here. I had to use this style when I took up poetry in college... I really took to this but found not to many people liked reading this kind of poetry... so very glad you enjoyed this. Thanks again for commenting.... hugs Sherri

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