Clouds are floating by
through the cold, blue sky,
watching the birds fly
they're soaring so high.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Feb.7/2013
I didn't notice what I was doing, until I was counting the syllables. So, I decided to look them up in my list of saved Poetry Styles. I knew I was writing a Monorhyme, but .... after counting the...
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