Jan 2016
Most ofΒ Β the time
We have no eyes to see
Nor ears to hear
The world
Surrounding us,
The cacophony
We are bullied
And bruised
By blinders
Unwittingly fitted
By our many minders
Watch out
For willow trees
Through the day
Sit under one
And break away
Sean Hunt
Windermere Jan 19 2016
We have no eyes to see
Nor ears to hear
The world
Surrounding us,
The cacophony
We are bullied
And bruised
By blinders
Unwittingly fitted
By our many minders
Watch out
For willow trees
Through the day
Sit under one
And break away
Sean Hunt
Windermere Jan 19 2016
This poem was a response (comment) to 'Willow' by Katie who had the 'Poem of The Day' Jan 19th 2016
