Low Hanging Fruit Poem by James McLain
Low Hanging Fruit
Rating: ★5.0
She sleeps
at the top of a tree
in a world
filled with moss
and
green leaves
to work
where I dream
in a world
that's not seen
a world spun from
bushes
and trees.
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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4/25/2024 5:53:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i saw a guy once with low hanging nuts. is it similar? bri :)