Ddhh
outside my window
somewhere in the dark
a sound I've never heard before...
a bird in distress-a nests width beyond a song..
it is the season of migration
where all things are displaced-desperate-hungry-hopeful
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2022
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