Saturday, 8 March 2025

poem 243

 

Outside so proud 

we sing for all 


Above the clouds 

crown are deeds 


And seeds the love 

that we all need  


So as we grow 

we grow collective 


For the sun above 

shines from everyone 


As a human ring 

forever in sing


The truth is, love 

The truth is, love 

The truth is, love

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