Friday, June 24, 2016

Bruce Mundhenke- A Poem


Sparrows

Sparrows sitting on a wire,
No one knows their names.
I watch them
As they sit the wire,
They seem without a care.
Their lives mean little
To the world,
Although the Spirit cares,
And should one fall
From off the wire,
The Spirit is aware.

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