Cinquain(2-4-6-8-2) The Sky

Poem By Maria Herron

The sky
grows light and pink
as the sun rises and
warms the sleepy mountains with a
soft kiss

Comments about Cinquain(2-4-6-8-2) The Sky

Thanks for helping me😀
Don’t sound like a robot
mmm...beautiful...beautiful imagery and construction of words.... :)


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