Minute-To-Pass*** Poem by Manonton Dalan

Minute-To-Pass***



sun shining against window
searching for a leaf of a tree
untouched by hungry worm
soft blowing wind passing by
intermittent like pulsing spring
caring my stories. my poems

i have a sip of tea and bread
while reading news of today
nothing fancy neither great
just ordinary day, be saturday
rest day for most of us citizens
surely i will enjoy every minute

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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