Eden
Mother Nature...Dying,I can feel her pain.
A couple of Sparrows...Perching,
at the top of the tree.
Standing in silence...Crying,
I see them from my window pane.
Noticing me...Spying,
They caught their breath,
And in a minute, Flee...
Poetry by Golden Minotaur
Written on 2025-07-19 at 03:30
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