poem of the day
Friday, April 20, 2018
poem of the day April 20
What's in the words
of a flying bird?
Perhaps some thoughts
lost in the emotion
of the passing moment
Or maybe a vague fog
to explain the unexplained log
Or maybe something as simple
as calling HI as one flies by
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