CG (10/29/1924 / Honolulu Hawaii)

Loves Fire Bored Into The Poppy

Loves fire bored into the poppy,
the moment they he-nnaed hands it saw.
The wild rose is nursing
its boils from burning, dear

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Wonderful poem Charles, your open aviary sounds lovely. It reminds me of the feeling of watching the birds with my mother out of her kitchen window, she has quite a few feeders. Thank you...........................................All the best, Diane