Poem Hunter


Poem By Richard Lighthouse

in answer to your question,
this is why you were born:
to instruct autumn leaves on proper falling
to steal the frog's watery croak

to bumble like a bee proud of the bruising
to sparkle like magic in firefly air
to thunder like clouds impatient with rain
to summon geese home each new spring

to laugh like jet planes scraping the sky
to whisper AshLee secrets every blue moon.

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