Forests or white sands
A beacon lit only at night
The sparrow with its fledglings;
One does not have to travel far to find change
When the green there today
Was not in bloom yesterday
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Fiction & Poetry Journal of T. Wong
Forests or white sands
A beacon lit only at night
The sparrow with its fledglings;
One does not have to travel far to find change
When the green there today
Was not in bloom yesterday
Those last three lines are beyond perfect. Brilliant work.
Thanks! I’m always glad to hear when something worked for you. =)
You’re welcome.