Think of all
the thoughts
we think,
Ideas, emotions
too;
Poems and
books, heroes
and crooks,
Our little world
so blue;
Think of all
the thoughts
we think,
Kind and evil
too;
Rain and
stars
Good morning
my love, said the
sun to the moon;
She crescently
smiled, said I'll
be 'round soon;
Catch me if you
can for a kiss,
said she; The sun smiled:
I'll chase you
for eternity #micropoetry
What the injured moth don't know,
As I pluck him from the ground;
Is whether I am friend or foe,
As I move him safe and sound;
But what the hungry bird has learned,
As he watches from his tree;
Tha