PARACHUTES

 

When the drops begin

taking to the air is a bond

of trust, the landing zones

dependant on the changing

and uncertainty of variable

circumstances. They tell me

 

that the tongue runs dry and

there is a wetting of the pants

by some paratroopers. But

seeds take matters as a fact,

wafting in and out of the trees

hoping for an ideal breezy plop

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Philipos

Tue 6th Apr 2021 08:30


Thank you Holden and Ferris for the Likes. Appreciated. P

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