when…
will you rest?
there’s always a grain to find
there’s always a grain to feed
and a dishevelled straw
to put back in place.
aren’t nests like that –
restless!
for the restless…
when…
will you rest?
there’s always a grain to find
there’s always a grain to feed
and a dishevelled straw
to put back in place.
aren’t nests like that –
restless!
db's poetryscape 
Beautiful!
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Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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