Jan 2019
A brown, barren ploughed field
A flock of birds above
Scattered dots in a patch of blue
On the wind the monks’ voices
Echoed from past days
Worshipping at the simple chapel.
Love Mary ***
A flock of birds above
Scattered dots in a patch of blue
On the wind the monks’ voices
Echoed from past days
Worshipping at the simple chapel.
Love Mary ***
Thank you love Mary ***
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)
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