by marikiaTbilisi, Georgia
Dec 2016 731 Views 0 comments
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***
The verse is
Probably called
What to you, used to
Listening to silence,
A bird will bring,
And
You think is yours…
***
Sometimes the hush is such,
That nothing can be
Heard.
I like
the birth of words
That came to rescue…
The Teacher
Sometimes I think
I was born so that you should
Just look at me,
Show surprise
And
Walk on…
Winter
A bird’s nest
As a last resort
For the ravaged tree.
The verse is
Probably called
What to you, used to
Listening to silence,
A bird will bring,
And
You think is yours…
***
Sometimes the hush is such,
That nothing can be
Heard.
I like
the birth of words
That came to rescue…
The Teacher
Sometimes I think
I was born so that you should
Just look at me,
Show surprise
And
Walk on…
Winter
A bird’s nest
As a last resort
For the ravaged tree.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2016
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