Careful
Watch the whispering winds,
watch the cowering crows.
watch the bold bodies,
of creeping shadows.
Be careful of the tainted air,
be careful of the broken land,
Be careful of the very person,
that is holding your lonely hand.
Copyright © Amy Gillard | Year Posted 2018
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