Changing Times Poem by Mary Champion
Changing Times
There's an asphalt road,
where there used to be a leafy lane.
There's a smudge of smoke,
where there used to be a changing sky.
There's a factory,
where there used to be a rustic barn.
There's a hammer sound
where I used to hear the song of birds.
Tuesday, February 18, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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