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I Picked up My Ears
Airplanes scream overhead
Lawn mowers abuzz on the ground
Traffic streams endlessly by
drowning out nature's intentions
all of her creatures’ sounds...
One lonely night in the country
I picked up my weary ears
things soddenly sounded just right
Whistling and chirping
Mating calls of birds
A pond come alive
something forgotten in me
had stirred
Copyright ©
Gershon Wolf
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