Why things fall
Rain drops fall past birds who fly
Toward the ground on which stands I
With an eye on myself and one on the sky
Watching the birds as they pass by
October 28, 2007 at 11:04 pm (Poetry, quatrain) (Poetry, quatrain)
Rain drops fall past birds who fly
Toward the ground on which stands I
With an eye on myself and one on the sky
Watching the birds as they pass by
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