God #8 Poem by Ross Cam

God #8



City hum pollution lorry
A shop window caught my eye
flower shop roses money for 3
plucked from the bushes where they lye
Church cross soldiers a salvation army
brass band music caught my ear
God bless the great crusaider
Pet shop owners let caged birds fly

atleast twice a year

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Ross Cam

Ross Cam

Ireland
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