December 10, 2020October 11, 2020 Micropoetry – Loss (9) Micropoetry – Loss (9) Nothing to fear For it is just you passing As the wind blows I look down In the palm of my hand A leaf And now The aching need © Ann Bagnall 2020. Share this:EmailTweetPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
That is such an awesome picture!
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Yes I got lucky when I found that – it was just perfect!
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