THE GINGER BREAD MAN

 

Who prowls our streets

at vary light – sees the stars

exploding in our Milky Way?

A fox looks up at night and

 

wonders at the firmament

before it raids the chicken

coop. Then feathers fly, as

‘cluck, cluck, clucks’ escape

◄ LANCETS

WIND BLOWN CLIFFS ►

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Philipos

Thu 1st Apr 2021 17:55


Kevin, Aviva and Holden, thank you muchly for the LIke.

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