Three Crows Poem by Eric Cockrell

Three Crows



three crows
sitting on a fence...
named,
compassion, action,
and forgiveness.
one flew away,
and the other two
turned to stone...
even the wind
could not revive them!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tsira Gogeshvili 03 April 2012

The third always is superfluous. :)

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