...But Leaves Are Waving At Me Poem by Manonton Dalan
...But Leaves Are Waving At Me
i'm hearing fluttering wings
deep in intertwining branches
i tried to seek what could be
black birds feasting on berries
i reach up to pick a few treats
when it touch my lips; so sweet
i'm having fun searching more
when my phone rings; i pause
so happy here to hear from you
even sun pressing down my shadow
birds flew away leaving me to stay
they'll miss sweet words i say
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4/25/2024 1:06:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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