cheryl ashmore

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City: Johnstown
School: Sherdian College
Hobby: music and writing
Pets: one doggie
Degree: Interior Design
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Frank Hornby . commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, Are you there on May 28, 2020 at 7:56am.
Cheryl Ashmore commented on Christopher Russon's poem, A poem for my father. on May 27, 2020 at 12:26am.
Cheryl Ashmore commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, Are you there on May 27, 2020 at 12:25am.
Christopher Russon commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, My dog Eddie on May 26, 2020 at 11:20pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, Seaway on May 26, 2020 at 11:16pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, Seaway on May 26, 2020 at 11:15pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, Are you there on May 26, 2020 at 11:11pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Cheryl Ashmore's poem, The Forest Thought on Sep 07, 2019 at 3:41pm.
Cheryl Ashmore updated their profile on Sep 07, 2019 at 11:49am.
commented on cheryl ashmore's poem entitled, "Transparent Snowflakes." on Aug 16, 2017 at 5:10am.

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The Forest Thought

poem by cheryl ashmore

When I go to the forest, I go there to think Not of the day to day, the tub or the sink The deeper things, like the family and my goals Forest is my salvage as I walk its floors and stroll Forest floors all littered with dewy co... Read more

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Transparent Snowf...

poem by cheryl ashmore

I see your brilliant silvery twirl, I see your sparkly light Falling from the sky, so serene and so bright You're on my tongue, you're on my nose Soon enough you will glow I see your glitter, your frosty way I wish for sure you... Read more

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Seaway

poem by cheryl ashmore

Waves and ships are in your midst Starlight is on you and lights reminisce You never slow or turn away I feel your ready to display What's your secret as you flow I can't get over how well you grow Seaway with your spe... Read more

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My dog Eddie

poem by cheryl ashmore

Eddie spaghetti they called you by name The people loved you, you were full of Fame Eddie your paws smelled like Frito-Lay, I hope to smell them again one day Eddie you were a bull/beabull by breed, I had you 14 years you sure ... Read more

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Are you there

poem by cheryl ashmore

I sit alone...I can't speak I used to have a gorgeous dog at my feet I can't eat by myself, my hands won't work You used to come see me, but now your a jerk I sit at the window,..I wish I could go This self isolation is startin... Read more