This one makes me smile, Jen. Especially that last stanza.
And what are we but insignificant and invisible, seen from space?
Welcome.
I think you’ve found a good place. Poke around, engage in some threads, and get to know everyone.
Where the Dead Breathe Insanity
By RH Peat
#12 the keys to a future
A beautiful poem, Greyson. Great last line.
Darren White Today, 07:24 AM