All stars are not in the sky above
I’m writing about my love
A singsongy rhyme you might despise
As I extoll on my lover’s eyes
Deep and purposeful they sometimes seem
Set my heart into trembling themes
The light gray
Rules my day.
Less than 1% of the world population have gray eyes.
https://dversepoets.com/2023/02/06/quadrille-169-a-star-poem-is-born/
The Bag Lady 
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How lovely!
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Thanks for reading
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A charming poem. Well done.
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Light blue used to rule my day … that was then and this is now … I thoroughly enjoyed your quadrille.
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So your choice today?
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Thank you. I’m glad for that
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I really feel this piece deeply, Cheryl ❤
~David
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Beautiful poem Cheryl
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Thank you
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My pleasure
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Lovely poem.
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Thanks for reading
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A gorgeous tribute to an usual trait.
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They sound like something you can fall into. I’m thinking “Fifty Shades of….”
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Oh yeah
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