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Moorhen

A good friend once told me that kingfishers know the secrets of the universe But dear friend, what about this moorhen on the rivers verge? And as I sit and wonder what my moorhen thinks Around me dance bright thistles of pink A river ripple rides the collected current Long green reeds exist with no need to repent A family of mice not ever so nice But look at that face, too cute not to embrace So my precious moorhen, tell me what you know There must be more to life than gluttony and sorrow More to life than anger, pride and lust Tell me please, it's such a must My sweetheart moorhen don't swim the day While I sit here wondering my life away

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Date: 9/9/2022 3:20:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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