Teaspoon of Gems
...in the beginning and nearing the end
we become as baby sparrows
with teaspoon heartbeats
veined wrinkled heads
the starry harps of heaven
guiding every gilded breath...
Bite sized poem no.13
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2021
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