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Think

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

What the injured moth don't know

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

Row of Cedars

Row of cedars along an old and rocky drive, Beneath clouds from which rain trickles; the peace for which we strive #poetry #micropoetry #poem #cedars #drive #peace #strive #rain #trickles #rocky

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