Cheri

NOTE: I didn't write this poem my grandfather did but i like it so much I'm putting it up here anyways.

There once was a girl named Cheri.
Who wanted to talk to a fairy.
When the fairy arrived,
Cheri said with a sigh,
Why are my legs so hairy?

poem by Ashley Wade
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Winter Breeze

The winter breeze
Seems frigid to me.
As I sit in the park
All alone.
The limbs of the trees,
Don't sway or move
Along with the winter breeze...
The tire swing moves,
Occupant free...
While the leaf barren trees
Shiver in the winter breeze.
Even the most playful and darring children,
Wont be caught in the cold.
This winter breeze
Seems frigid to me....
I cant wait for spring....

poem by Ashley Wade
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