ComeHome


Sometimes I feel

Like an autumn

Marsh a respite

For birds taking

Refuge in my

Arms as they

Fly onto another

Or a succulent

Blossom sitting pretty

And used for

It’s nectar by

Buzzing plump bumblebees

Oh when will

I be the

Roost or hive

That they return

To after they’re

Finished bobbing about

So, what did you think?

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