Friday, April 20, 2018

Neighborly

wind blows through
the leafless branches,
cold lays on the ground
with the brown grass,
birds sing duets as their
young learns to fly,
winter comes late and
remains longer than
it was supposed to,
dead leaves blow around
the yards of the poor
and throughout the
community that supports
them all year long with
easy access to whatever
is new and old and
not being worn anymore.

9Mar17

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