Alone Wanders the White Heron
Alone wanders
The white heron
And picks pathways
Through streams wending
A peculiar kind of a bird is he,
Who looks like some sort of bird-bush
(or tree)
And perhaps he goes
And feeds at God’s knee,
Does he…
7/12/2019
Copyright © Andrew Fairchild | Year Posted 2019
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