I will make a joy of it:
coffee late afternoon
a few poems by a friend
unwearied the coo and choke of doves.
Light glitters
from the winter branches.
I will make a joy of it,
carrying the birds of others.
I will make a joy of it:
coffee late afternoon
a few poems by a friend
unwearied the coo and choke of doves.
Light glitters
from the winter branches.
I will make a joy of it,
carrying the birds of others.