A Pard, A Sward Poem by Winston Soldevilla

A Pard, A Sward



I stood before a valley,
And set my eyes free.
It had caught something grassy
And made it jumped and flee.

It landed upon a green sward.
Refreshing indeed!
It crawled over there.
It found something a pard
To help not sear
Its new found land Sward.

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Winston Soldevilla

Winston Soldevilla

Mandurriao, Iloilo City, Philippines
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