And where do the birds go
when Winter settles its spiralling hands?
And where do the worms go
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Awesome...I often find myself thinking similar thoughts...like if I get to know one person really well....how many other people are there out there that just blend into the background, and are they not also worthy of getting to know well. It's a very philosophical poem, and I enjoy your style. Keep up the good work! Hugs, Dee
You've got a very individualistic style of writing, very interesting indeed. I couldn't agree more, lock some dorrs, and open some. Nice thoughts herein. Preets
beautiful cadence. great poetry.