Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 29


We watch the changing light, no need to say

this cup brims over, with contentment filled,

the oriole’s voice, fluting cares away.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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