National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Tuesday, 31 May 2022

Sights

 My mother dear, she said to me
Who spotted swallows flying free
They show the weather when they fly
Rain: they fly low, Fine they fly high
But that one's high! One should complain!
It turns out it is just a plane!











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