Some people are like rows of birds,
pearched together tightly on a wire.
One flies off, then most fly off,
one heart, one mind, and one desire.
Perhaps there'll be a few remain.
Perhaps a few I could admire.
Thanks very much Dr. L Milton Hankins. I appreciate it and will do. 😀
Absolutely! Well thought out and well-written. Thanks for sharing something to ponder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh yes, particularly with October Surprise,2020 :)