From the beach
We see a
Wind farm wave.
James calls them
Windmillows,
And I smile.
Now he calls
These windmills,
And I frown.
Soon they will
Be turbines -
I shall grieve.
Jul 29, 2024
Jul 29, 2024 at 12:33 PM UTC
From the beach
We see a
Wind farm wave.
James calls them
Windmillows,
And I smile.
Now he calls
These windmills,
And I frown.
Soon they will
Be turbines -
I shall grieve.