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