The Mystery October 9, 2020October 9, 2020 by carole, posted in Poem, Uncategorized Waning half moon Stars small suns to other worlds The smell of morning No matter the evil, the ugly, or the political The mystery is still here. ©photo and poem cafShare this:Share Share on X (Opens in new window) X Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like this:Like Loading... Related
