Friday essay: Christmas poetry – a reflection

I see finches blown by a gale from the roof of my house onto the road outside this window. They crouch there on the sand facing into the wind, hoping not to be tossed again into the wild air.

Source: Friday essay: Christmas poetry – a reflection

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One comment

  1. ianscyberspace · December 23

    I liked that.

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