It’s all poetry
Where is the heart?
And what?
It’s all poetry, truly if
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 2406
Lightning
Frog, mid-hop into pond
Greening tree, making wind
Instantly full black
Conversing our human lightning
Saying, There are giggling great grandchildren
To be lived toward
Please pass it on.
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