Viewpoint Poem by Larry Ninas

Viewpoint



The chillness of winter
The colour of fall
The wealth of the universe
make me feel small.

The speed of a turtle
The flight of a bird
Make me reluctant
to utter a word.

I sit in my shelter
Watching the rain
Hoping my scribling
is not so insane.

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Larry Ninas

Larry Ninas

Columbus, Georgia
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