Chilly – Sheryl’s Daily Post

‘Twas chilly, we cuddled by the fire Music playing, we chatted the entire   Evening, spent sharing our dreams Peering out the window at moonbeams   What could be more special we thought Than sitting ...

Transgression – Sheryl’s Daily Post

  The fellow was certainly no saint He knew little about restraint If observing social do’s and don’ts Was the yardstick used to judge alone   He knew how to ham it up alright Creating ...

Froth

Froth Quite by accident I found This piece of sacred ground Not to others, just to us A favored place to discuss Everything anything we chose Even if we came just to doze Gentle froth ...

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