We passed by a tree
Brought down by the gale.
While others momentarily stood
In the ancient wood.
All things fail
And birds, unaware
Sing on with no care
For fallen trees or poetry.
We passed by a tree
Brought down by the gale.
While others momentarily stood
In the ancient wood.
All things fail
And birds, unaware
Sing on with no care
For fallen trees or poetry.
Nicely done, Kevin
Thank you, Robbie. I’m pleased you like this poem of mine.
Nice one, Kevin.
Thank you, Vivienne. I’m delighted you like my poem.
Life’s going on, for the birds and other are alive. xx Michael
Yes. Life does go on. We are all part of nature’s great cycle. Thank you for commenting Michael.