poetry falcon's Post
sitting still
on the ground
a witness to the
depth of lethargy
until a heart spring
pokes its tiny head
up and there is an
every so slight
awake quality
ready to dive in
By: via poetry falcon
on the ground
a witness to the
depth of lethargy
until a heart spring
pokes its tiny head
up and there is an
every so slight
awake quality
ready to dive in
By: via poetry falcon
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