Monday, December 01, 2014

Undergrowth

A crow inspects a garbage bin
it's darting eyes as black as sin
but finds no decent fare within

then soars above the brown decay
where I could swear just yesterday
the hill was lush and green and gay

beneath a sky so blue and vast
our problems never seemed to last
but sadly, that was in the past.

2 comments:

kaykuala said...

our problems never seemed to last
but sadly, that was in the past

Nothing is permanent and nothing is certain. One has to be prepared for eventualities. Thoughtful take Robert!

Hank

rch said...

Hi Hank, yes we must try to be prepared, thanks a lot for stopping by.