When I woke up, they
were there, lined up and waiting,
those wise visitors
from the sky. They remembered
where to come when their
world grew white. I only gave
them seed. And they? They gave joy.
JDG
When I woke up, they
were there, lined up and waiting,
those wise visitors
from the sky. They remembered
where to come when their
world grew white. I only gave
them seed. And they? They gave joy.
JDG
I derive much more joy from winged creatures. I must say your image of the squirrel dangling by his toes gave me a shot of pleasure. They have been so destructive to my flowers, the litt
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