I KNOW WHY BIRDIES SITS ON ROOF: by Sir Toby Moses
Albeit, Zephyrs silently blow east and west! Every walls stand as tho`ey conceives nowt; Birdies in that kind, fly retires gently on roofs! Mayhaps,Ye knowest not why they doth so? But...
ON THE WAY TO THE STREAM
We woke up every day to walk a path The path that is filled with cold grass The coldness induced by ever present dew On our way to the stream...
NATURE’S GRACE
[caption id="attachment_4078" align="aligncenter" width="410"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Nature's Grace][/caption]To the knight of the nights The place of dark cloaks worn tight. To the blinking stars Glinting like the edge of silver bars....