Saturday, September 2, 2023

The skies are empty


 The skies are empty

Not a sound 

Almost no birds 

Bees nor butterflies 

Around 

At one time 

Winged life  abound

Now clouds and sun see nothing 

When they look down 

Just humans and all 

That they bring 

Our earth needs wings 

And things that sing 

Does anyone know

Where did this beautiful life

Go


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