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A Little Bird
He belted his little heart out
Same time every day
It lasted for hours and hours
But still…
She does not come.
I shouted out to the little bird
“Why not perch on another tree?”
“I was calling out to you…”
the little bird replied,
“To keep that smile on your face.”
Wednesday 17th April 2024 6:25 pm
Nice To Sea You
I am telling the crystal clear water
I am truly sorry…
If I’d have known
You were there
(waiting for me)
I would never have hurt
A speck of me
Instead I folded…
Under the city’s walls
Decaying streets
And people jampacked
With yesterday’s worries
And the future foreboding
If I had known…
I would be sitting with you, now
I would have waited,
Till the ripples of life
Broug...
Monday 13th January 2020 7:05 am
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