A nut tree grows,
at Four Lane Ends,
along with crows,
and passing friends,
who briefly dance six feet apart,
While fears prance,
sparrows dart,
beneath the rose,
and wild bird song,
my love grows,
ever strong.
Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC
A nut tree grows,
at Four Lane Ends,
along with crows,
and passing friends,
who briefly dance six feet apart,
While fears prance,
sparrows dart,
beneath the rose,
and wild bird song,
my love grows,
ever strong.
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