Wandering Poet Adventures


Concerning Birds Concerning birds, I wonder whyThey don’t just spread their wings and fly,To far away and bluer skies,Over greener pastures that I surmise,Would make one think that I was wise.To nest on cliffs far above the tides,To nest where ships will pass them by,Or maybe secluded on a mountain highGazing over meadows with a discerning eye.Some friends say, I should not ponder whyBut a dreamer will dream is my reply.Other friends… Read More