Apr 8
The dogs baying,
Breeze swaying,
Round about we go.
The wolves howled,
The wind growled,
Round about we go,
The moon cycles,
The sun our loyal disciple.
They follow us,
Round about we go.
As free as the birds,
As faithful as the herds.
We live and let live,
Around the world we go.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poesia365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
