Poem #33

Nov 12, 20211 min read

33. (3-18-20, spot at GID)

I’ve found the eagle’s palace

It’s just ‘cross from where I sit

I sit silent and watch the birds

They are not afraid to fill the air with music

But sometimes I fear I’m not so bold

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