Cradling-My-Eyes>>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
Cradling-My-Eyes>>>
i was looking at a hill
which used to be naked
now grass has claimed
trees are beginning to
sprout all over, genesis
wind, birds, bees, human
could, could change land
either good, better, worst
today i am wondering how
how tulips grow up there
could there be seed fly
or some forgotten hand
so beautiful; so green
dancing with wind blow
i wish they leave that hill
alone; so relaxing in morn
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