One sees eggs broken
the shells of what could have been
chirps in the morning
Yet no grief among
those left to give sunsets life –
that soothing birdsong.
a website by Kevin Bautista on heaps of rice and everything nice.
One sees eggs broken
the shells of what could have been
chirps in the morning
Yet no grief among
those left to give sunsets life –
that soothing birdsong.